Any man who does not have his inner world to translate is not an artist.

I am a man for whom the outside world exists.

Yes, the work comes out more beautiful from a material that resists the process, verse, marble, onyx, or enamel.

To love is to admire with the heart; to admire is to love with the mind.

The years I have squandered in puerile excitement, in going hither and thither, in seeking to force nature and time, I ought to have spent in solitude and meditation, in endeavoring to make myself worthy of being loved.

The word poet literally means maker: anything which is not well made doesn't exist.

Sometimes he sits at your feet looking into your face with an expression so gentle and caressing that the depth of his gaze startles you.