Occupation: Writer Birth: April 20, 1901 Death: September 30, 1990
Nothing seems more like a whorehouse to me than a museum. In it you find the same equivocal aspect, the same frozen quality..
If a dream affords the dreamer some light on himself, it is not the person with closed eyes who makes the discovery but the person with open eyes luc….
I am imbued with the notion that a Muse is necessarily a dead woman, inaccessible or absent; that a poetic structure - like the canon, which is only ….
Fascism: awful stench of saw and axe..