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Develop your legitimate strangeness.
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What comes into the world to disturb nothing merits neither attention nor patience
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A poet should leave traces of his passage, not proofs. Traces alone engender dreams.
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Trust firmly in your luck, cling to your happiness, and dare to take risks.
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Each act is virgin, even the repeated ones.
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To be a poet is to have an appetite for a certain anxiety which, when tasted among the swirling sum of things existent or forfeit, causes, as the taste dies, joy.
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How did writing come to me? Like bird’s down on my windowpane, in winter. Just then there rose in the heart a struggle of firebrands, which has, still now, not ended.
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Why did I become a writer? A bird's feather on my windowpane in winter and all at once there arose in my heart a battle of embers never to subside again.
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How can we live without the unknown before us?
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Man is able to do what he is unable to imagine. His head trails a wake through the galaxy of the absurd.
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I believe in the magic and authority of words.
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What can be seductive about the eternal nothing is that the finest day is indifferently this one or any other like it.
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A poem is the realization of love. . . .
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Be gful to the man who cares nothing for your remorse. You are his equal.