Thought is the labor of the intellect, reverie is its pleasure.
A poet is a world enclosed in a man.
Genius is rare because the means of becoming one have not been available
For true poetry, complete poetry, consists in the harmony of contraries. Hence, it is time to say aloud--and it is here above allthat exceptions prove the rule--that everything that exists in nature exists in art.
Life is a flower of which love is honey.
One sometimes says: 'He killed himself because he was bored with life.' One ought rather to say: 'He killed himself because he was bored by lack of life.'