Immediate Work, Even Poor, Is Worth More

In Order For The Artist To Have A World To Express He Must First Be Situated In This World, Oppressed Or Oppressing, Resigned Or Rebellious, A Man Among Men.

Love Is The Natural Occupation Of The Man Of Leisure.

What Is Exhilarating In Bad Taste Is The Aristocratic Pleasure Of Giving Offense.

Multitude, Solitude: Equal And Interchangeable Terms For The Active And Prolific Poet.

I Lived For A Long Time Under Vast Porticos That Maritime Suns Tinted With A Thousand Fires, And Whose Great Pillars, Straight And Majestuous In The Evening Made Seem Like Basaltic Caves.