The Subconscious Is Ceaselessly Murmuring,

To Go Upstairs In The Word House Is To Withdraw Step By Step; While To Go Down To The Cellar Is To Dream.

What Action Could Bodies And Substances Have If They Were Not Named In A Further Increase Of Dignity Where Common Nouns Become Proper Nouns?

Whoever Lives For Poetry Must Read Everything. How Often Has The Light Of A New Idea Sprung For Me From A Simple Brochure! When One Allows Himself To Be Animated By New Images, He Discovers Iridescence In The Images Of Old Books. Poetic Ages Unite In A Living Memory. The New Age Awakens The Old. The Old Age Comes To Live Again In The New. Poetry Is Never As Unified As When It Diversifies.

To Disappear Into Deep Water Or To Disappear Toward A Far Horizon, To Become Part Of Depth Of Infinity, Such Is The Destiny Of Man That Finds Its Image In The Destiny Of Water.

Poetry Is One Of The Destinies Of Speech... One Would Say That The Poetic Image, In Its Newness, Opens A Future To Language.