Though I may deny poets their monopoly on inspiration, I still place them in a select group of Fortune's darlings.

Such certainty is beautiful, but uncertainty is more beautiful still

I'm one-time-only to the marrow of my bones.

A Note Life is the only way to get covered in leaves, catch your breath on the sand, rise on wings; to be a dog, or stroke its warm fur; to tell pain from everything it's not; to squeeze inside events, dawdle in views, to seek the least of all possible mistakes. An extraordinary chance to remember for a moment a conversation held with the lamp switched off; and if only once to stumble upon a stone, end up soaked in one downpour or another, mislay your keys in the grass; and to follow a spark on the wind with your eyes; and to keep on not knowing something important.

Poorly prepared for the dignity of life, I barely keep up with the pace of the action imposed. Reality demands.

Let the people who never find true love keep saying that there's no such thing. Their faith will make it easier for them to live and die.

At the very beginning of my creative life I loved humanity. I wanted to do something good for mankind. Soon I understood that it isn't possible to save mankind.