Occupation: Poet Birth: March 31, 1914 Death: April 19, 1998
We pursue modernity in her incessant metamorphoses yet we never manage to trap her. She always escapes: each encounter ends in flight. We embrace her….
To fight evil is to fight ourselves..
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.….
Poet: gardener of epitaphs..
Changes are inseparable from democracy. To defend democracy is to defend the possibility of change; in turn, changes alone can strengthen democracy..
Modern man likes to pretend that his thinking is wide-awake. But this wide-awake thinking has led us into the mazes of a nightmare in which the tortu….
Today we all speak, if not the same tongue, the same universal language. There is no one center, and time has lost its former coherence: East and Wes….
The universe unfolds in the body, which is its mirror and its creature..
To love is to battle, to open doors, to cease to be a ghost with a number forever in chains, forever condemned by a faceless master; the world change….
The American: a titan enamored of progress, a fanatical giant who worships "getting things done" but never asks himself what he is doing nor why he i….
It is always difficult to give oneself up; few persons anywhere ever succeed in doing so, and even fewer transcend the possessive stage to know love ….
Man, even man debased by the neocapitalism and pseudosocialism of our time, is a marvelous being because he sometimes speaks. Language is the mark, t….
Two opposing forces inhabit the poem: one of elevation or up-rooting, which pulls the word from the language: the other of gravity, which makes it re….
It may seem paradoxical to say that we have been expelled from the present, but it is a feeling we have all had at some moment. Some of us experience….
Light is time thinking about itself..
Believing ourselves to be possessors of absolute truth degrades us: we regard every person whose way of thinking is different from ours as a monster ….
To love is to undress our names..
To read a poem is to hear it with our eyes; to hear it is to see it with our ears..
Love is the revelation of the other person's freedom..
If each of my words were a drop of water, you would see through them and glimpse what I feel: gratitude, acknowledgement..
There is nothing sacred or untouchable except the freedom to think. Without criticism, that is to say, without rigor and experimentation, there is no….