If Each Of My Words Were A

Humankind Is Never What He Is But The Self He Seeks.

Literature Is The Expression Of A Feeling Of Deprivation, A Recourse Against A Sense Of Something Missing. But The Contrary Is Also True: Language Is What Makes Us Human. It Is A Recourse Against The Meaningless Noise And Silence Of Nature And History.

Self-discovery Is Above All The Realization That We Are Alone.

The Purpose Of Poetry Is To Restore To Mankind The Possibility To Wonder.

To Love Is To Undress Our Names.