Children and lunatics cut the Gordian knot which the poet spends his life patiently trying to untie. Votes: 19
Poets don't draw. They unravel their handwriting and then tie it up again, but differently. Votes: 17
Since the day of my birth, my death began its walk. It is walking toward me, without hurrying. Votes: 0
Life is a horizontal fall. Votes: 0
The joy of the young is to disobey Votes: 0
Living is a horizontal fall. Votes: 0
Poetry is a religion with no hope. Votes: 0
The cinema is death at work. Votes: 0
Art is science in the flesh. Votes: 0
There are too many souls of wood not to love those wooden characters who do indeed have a soul. Votes: 0
Poetry, being elegance itself, cannot hope to achieve visibility. It insists on living its own life. Votes: 0
Art is science made flesh. Votes: 0
Watch yourself all your life in a mirror and you'll see Death at work like bees in a glass hive. Votes: 0
The poet doesn't invent. He listens. Votes: 0
Poetry is a religion without hope, but its martyrs guarantee the eternal truth of its dogma. Votes: 0
Picasso said that everything is a miracle, that it's a miracle that we don't dissolve in our baths. Votes: 0
Find first, seek later. Votes: 0
Respect movements, flee schools. Votes: 0