Beauty Only Happens Once.

Such A Caring For Death, An Awakening That Keeps Vigil Over Death, A Conscience That Looks Death In The Face, Is Another Name For Freedom.

There Is Nothing Outside Of The Text. [fr., Il N'y A Pas De Hors-texte.]

Surviving - That Is The Other Name Of A Mourning Whose Possibility Is Never To Be Awaited.

I Do Everything I Think Possible Or Acceptable To Escape From This Trap.

The Poet…is The Man Of Metaphor: While The Philosopher Is Interested Only In The Truth Of Meaning, Beyond Even Signs And Names, And The Sophist Manipulates Empty Signs…the Poet Plays On The Multiplicity Of Signifieds.