I'm old-fashioned and think that reading books is the most glorious pastime that humankind has yet devised.

Every beginning is only a sequel, after all, and the book of events is always open halfway through.

It's just not easy to explain to someone else what you don't understand yourself.

Even a graphomaniac is an extremely complicated person.

I'd have to be really quick to describe clouds - a split second's enough for them to start being something else.

When I mention somebody, that doesn't necessarily mean that I identify with him, personally or poetically. I'm extremely happy when I encounter poets who are different than I am. The ones who have their own distinct poetics provide me with the greatest experiences.

I prefer the absurdity of writing poems to the absurdity of not writing poems.