Faithful To The Word Given And The

The Poet Is A Pretender. / He Pretends So Completely, / That He Even Pretends That It Is Pain / The Pain He Really Feels.

To Choose Ways Of Not Acting Was Ever The Concern And Scruple Of My Life.

What Is Art But The Denial Of Life?

I've Always Rejected Being Understood. To Be Understood Is To Prostitute Oneself. I Prefer To Be Taken Seriously For What I'm Not, Remaining Humanly Unknown, With Naturalness And All Due Respect

Writing Is Like Paying Myself A Formal Visit.