Every soul is a melody which needs renewing.

It is in front of the the paper that the artist creates himself.

I have made a long enough descent into the void to speak with certainty. There is nothing but beauty--and beauty has only one perfect expression, Poetry. All the rest is a lie.

Paint, not the thing but the effect which it produces.

The world was made in order to result in a beautiful book.

The poetic act consists of suddenly seeing that an idea splits up into a number of equal motifs and of grouping them; they rhyme.

Poets don't finish poems, they abandon them.