The sun is a thief: she lures the sea and robs it. The moon is a thief: he steals his silvery light from the sun. The sea is a thief: it dissolves the moon.

All the seven deadly sins are peccadilloes but without three of them, Pride, Lust, and Sloth, poetry might never have been born.

I was the shadow of the waxwing slain/By the false azure in the windowpane.

All great novels are great fairy tales.

In and out of my heart flowed my rainbow blood.

Man exists only insofar as he is separated from his surroundings. The cranium is a space-traveler's helmet. Stay inside or you perish.

Caress the detail, the divine detail.