It is wrong to say: I think. One ought to say: I am thought. I is someone else..

The poet, therefore, is truly the thief of fire. He is responsible for humanity, for animals even; he will have to make sure his visions can be smell….

There shall be poets! When woman's unmeasured bondage shall be broken, when she shall live for and through herself, man--hitherto detestable--having ….

Whose hearts must I break? What lies must I maintain? - Through whose blood am I to wade ?.

I have stretched ropes from steeple to steeple; garlands from window to window; golden chains from star to star, and I dance..

Then you'll feel your cheek scratched... A little kiss, like a crazy spider, Will run round your neck... And you'll say to me : "Find it !" bending y….

Hay que ser absolutamente Moderno.

For a long time I found the celebrities of modern painting and poetry ridiculous. I loved absurd pictures, fanlights, stage scenery, mountebanks bac….

Love...no such thing. Whatever it is that binds families and married couples together, that's not love. That's stupidity or selfishness or fear. Love….

I'm intact, and I don't give a damn..

-But I've just noticed that my mind is asleep..

I dreamed of Crusades, voyages of discovery that nobody had heard of, republics without histories, religious wars stamped out, revolutions in morals,….

Faith assuages, guides, restores..

All day long he was docile, intelligent, good, Though sometimes changing to a darker mood. He seemed hypocritical, could tell better lies, in the dar….

You will always be a hyena..

On the blue summer evenings, I will go along the paths, And walk over the short grass, as I am pricked by the wheat: Daydreaming I will feel the cool….

Idle youth, enslaved to everything; by being too sensitive I have wasted my life..

What am I doing here?.

True life is elsewhere.

I am the slave of my baptism. Parents, you have caused my misfortune, and you have caused your own..

Now I am an outcast. I loathe my country. The best thing for me is a drunken sleep on the beach..