Power immobilizes; it freezes with a single gesture-grandiose, terrible, theatrical, or finally, simply monotonous-the variety which is life..

Death is the mother of forms..

Poets have the gift to speak for others, Vasko Popa had the very rare quality of hearing the others..

Eroticism is first and foremost a thirst for otherness. And the supernatural is the supreme otherness. This is perhaps the most noble aim of poetry, ….

The Mexican...is familiar with death. [He] jokes about it, caresses it, sleeps with it, celebrates it. It is one of his favorite toys and his most st….

There can be no society without poetry, but society can never be realized as poetry, it is never poetic. Sometimes the two terms seek to break apart.….

Love is not a desire for beauty; it is a yearning for completion..

Deserve your dream..

A civilization that denies death ends by denying life..

Poet: gardener of epitaphs..

Technology is not an image of the world but a way of operating on reality. The nihilism of technology lies not only in the fact that it is the most p….

We are condemned to kill time, thus we die bit by bit..

The ideal of a single civilization for everyone, implicit in the cult of progress and technique, impoverishes and mutilates us.

I thought that the world was a vast system of signs, a conversation between giant beings. My actions, the cricket's saw, the star's blink, were nothi….

Solitude is the profoundest fact of the human condition. Man is the only being who knows he is alone..

To love is to undress our names..

Poetry is not truth, it is the resurrection of presences..

Reality is a staircase going neither up nor down, we don't move; today is today, always is today..

I sat at the foot of a huge tree, a statue of the night, and tried to make an inventory of all I had seen, heard, smelled, and felt: dizziness, horro….

Ruy-Sanchez's works of fiction are always amazing: adventure, poetry and intelligence in a new geometry of words... His writing has nerve and agility….

A flower without a stem, is beauty waiting to die. A heart without love, is a tear waiting to cry..