The Prettiest Dresses Are Worn To Be

Beauty Makes One Lose One's Head. Poetry Is Born Of This Decapitation

My Method Is Simple: Not To Bother About Poetry. It Must Come Of Its Own Accord. Merely Whispering Its Name Drives It Away.

Be A Constant Outrage To Modesty There Is Nothing To Fear: Modesty Is Exercised Only Among The Blind.

The Poet, By Composing Poems, Uses A Language That Is Neither Dead Nor Living, That Few People Speak, And Few People Understand We Are The Servants Of An Unknown Force That Lives Within Us, Manipulates Us, And Dictates This Language To Us.

Film Will Only Became An Art When Its Materials Are As Inexpensive As Pencil And Paper.