All Thoughts Emit A Throw Of Dice

It Is The Job Of Poetry To Clean Up Our Word-clogged Reality By Creating Silences Around Things.

I Have Made A Long Enough Descent Into The Void To Speak With Certainty. There Is Nothing But Beauty--and Beauty Has Only One Perfect Expression, Poetry. All The Rest Is A Lie.

Dreams Have As Much Influences As Actions.

Every Soul Is A Melody Which Needs Renewing.

Poetry Is The Language Of A State Of Crisis.