Paintings Are Painted With Paint, Not With

As For Me, Poetry Takes The Place Of Love, Because It Is Enamored Of Itself, And Because This Self-lust Has A Delightful Dying Fall In My Soul.

You Don't Make A Poem With Ideas, But With Words.

Dreams Have As Much Influences As Actions.

A Throw Of The Dice Will Never Abolish Chance.

In Reading, A Lonely Quiet Concert Is Given To Our Minds; All Our Mental Faculties Will Be Present In This Symphonic Exaltation.