Two Attributes Of A Poet, Avidity Of

I Am Composed Of Contradictions, Which Is Why Poetry Is A Better Form For Me Than Philosophy

Only A White-haired Old Man, Who Would Be A Prophet Yet Is Not A Prophet, For He's Much Too Busy, Repeats While He Binds His Tomatoes: No Other End Of The World Will There Be, No Other End Of The World Will There Be.

Irony Is The Glory Of Slaves.

Consolation Calm Down. Both Your Sins And Your Good Deeds Will Be Lost In Oblivion.

It's True That What Is Morbid Is Highly Valued Today, And So You May Think That I Am Only Joking Or That I've Devised Just One More Means Of Praising Art With The Help Of Irony.