Everything In The World Exists

The Poetic Act Consists Of Suddenly Seeing That An Idea Splits Up Into A Number Of Equal Motifs And Of Grouping Them; They Rhyme.

Everything That Is Sacred And That Wishes To Remain So Must Envelop Itself In Mystery.

A Throw Of The Dice Will Never Abolish Chance.

You Don't Make A Poem With Ideas, But With Words.

All Thoughts Emit A Throw Of Dice