I think continually of those who were truly great.
Poetry cannot take sides except with life.
Great poetry is always written by somebody straining to go beyond what he can do.
Never being, but always at the edge of Being.
The greatest of all human delusions is that there is a tangible goal, and not just direction towards an ideal aim. The idea that a goal can be attained perpetually frustrates human beings, who are disappointed at never getting there, never being able to stop.
Paul Valery speaks of the 'une ligne donnee' of a poem. One line is given to the poet by God or by nature, the rest he has to discover for himself.