Occupation: Author Birth: February 22, 1886 Death: September 14, 1927
What is generally termed reality is, to be precise, a frothy nothing..
The symbolic view of things is a consequence of long absorption in images. Is sign language the real language of Paradise?.
We should burn all libraries and allow to remain only that which everyone knows by heart. A beautiful age of the legend would then begin..
No such thing as humanity without flaws..
Everywhere, the ethical predicament of our time imposes itself with an urgency which suggests that even the question Have we anything to eat? will be….
It's inspiration that counts, not the drill..
I don't want words that other people have invented. All the words are other people's inventions. I want my own stuff, my own rhythm, and vowels and c….
Each thing has its word, but the word has become a thing by itself. Why shouldn't I find it? Why can't a tree be called Pluplusch, and Pluplubasch wh….