Statues To Great Men Are Made Of

The Poet Doesn't Invent. He Listens.

In Paris, Everybody Wants To Be An Actor; Nobody Is Content To Be A Spectator.

I Have Lost My Seven Best Friends, Which Is To Say God Has Had Mercy On Me Seven Times Without Realizing It. He Lent A Friendship, Took It From Me, Sent Me Another.

Poetry, Being Elegance Itself, Cannot Hope To Achieve Visibility... It Insists On Living Its Own Life.

Celebrity: I Picture Myself As A Marble Bust With Legs To Run Everywhere.