I want to love you wildly. I don’t want words, but inarticulate cries, meaningless, from the bottom of my most primitive being, that flow from my bel….

Love men and women not for their strength but their softness, not for their fullness but their hunger, not for their plenty but their need..

I walked into my own book, seeking peace. It was night, and I made a careless movement inside the dream; I turned too brusquely the corner and I brui….

Creation which cannot express itself becomes madness..

All of my creation is an effort to weave a web of connection with the world: I am always weaving it because it was once broken..

I am in great terror of your understanding by which you penetrate into my world; and then I stand revealed and I have shared my kingdom with you..

It is difficult to live with the pure. They do not condemn you; they forgive you. This forgiveness is more terrible than a judgment..

Writers do not live one life, they live two. There is the living and then there is the writing. There is the second tasting, the delayed reaction..

To commit suicide is easy. To live without a god is more difficult. The drunkenness of triumph is greater than the drunkenness of sacrifice..

At first I protested and rebelled against poetry. I was about to deny my poetic worlds. I was doing violence to my illusions with analysis, science, ….

The earth is heavy and opaque without dreams..

Only when the poet and the scientist work in unison will we have living experiences and knowledge of the marvels of the universe as they are being di….

There is no denying that we are suffering from a collective neurosis and the novel which does not face this is not a novel of our time..

If you can't create, you destroy..

It is in the movements of emotional crisis that human beings reveal themselves most accurately..

Our age has need of violence," he writes. And he is violence..

We see things the way we are, not the way they are..

I can’t let you go now. I want to go places with you; obscure little places, just to be able to say: here I came with her..

We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another, unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We ….

We do not see the world as it is. We see the word as we are..

I spell 'god' with a small 'g' because I do not believe in him, but I love to swear by him..