Misfortune was my god..

The wolf howled under the leaves And spit out the prettiest feathers Of his meal of fowl: Like him I consume myself..

But, truly, I have wept too much! The Dawns are heartbreaking. Every moon is atrocious and every sun bitter..

And from that time on I bathed in the Poem Of the Sea, star-infused and churned into milk, Devouring the green azures; where, entranced in pallid flo….

The northern lights rise like a kiss to the sea.

Once, if I remember well, my life was a feast where all hearts opened and all wines flowed..

I invented the colors of the vowels!--A black, E white, I red, O blue, U green--I made rules for the form and movement of each consonant, and, and wi….

I'm now making myself as scummy as I can. Why? I want to be a poet, and I'm working at turning myself into a seer. You won't understand any of this, ….

The Poet makes himself a seer through a long, vast and painstaking derangement of all the senses.

Yet this is the watch by night. Let us all accept new strength, and real tenderness. And at dawn, armed with glowing patience, we will enter ….

...I is another. If the brass wakes the trumpet, it’s not its fault. That’s obvious to me: I witness the unfolding of my own thought: I watch it, I h….

No one's serious at seventeen..

What is my nothingness to the stupor that awaits you?.

And I am still alive-what though, my damnation is eternal. A man who deliberately mutilates himself is truly damned, is he not? I believe that I am i….

The poet makes himself a voyant through a long, immense reasoned deranging of all his senses. All the forms of love, of suffering, of madness; he tri….

And again: No more gods! no more gods! Man is King, Man is God! - But the great Faith is Love!.

Morality is the weakness of the mind..

O seasons, O castles, What soul is without flaws? All its lore is known to me, Felicity, it enchants us all..

I don't love women. Love has to be reinvented, we know that. The only thing women can ultimately imagine is security. Once they get that, love, beaut….

Weakness or strength: you exist, that is strength. You don't know where you are going or why you are going, go in everywhere, answer everyone. No one….

A man who wants to mutilate himself is certainly damned, isn't he?.