Eugéne

“What is a poet? An unhappy man who hides deep anguish in his heart, but whose lips are so formed that when the sigh and cry pass through them, it sounds like lovely music.... And people flock around the poet and say: 'Sing again soon' - that is, 'May new sufferings torment your soul but your lips be fashioned as before, for the cry would only frighten us, but the music, that is blissful.”
― Soren Kierkegaard, Either - Or

“I wouldn't give ten gallons of my own piss for clear sentence that gives the sense of a tree as a tree, when I revel in the nonsense of its being my own Grandfather, a letter from yesterday, or a masturbating fist.”
― David Joseph Cribbin, Father Crow and Other Poems

“Sincerity is the defence of every misanthrope.”
― David Joseph Cribbin, Father Crow and Other Poems

“I force myself to contradict myself in order to avoid conforming to my own taste.”
― Marcel Duchamp