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It is on a day like this one, a little later, a little earlier, that you discover, without surprise, that something is wrong, that, without mincing words, you don't know how to live, that you will never know.

If a man only writes well when he's drunk, then I'll tell him: Get drunk. And if he says that it's bad for his liver, I'll answer:What's your liver? A dead thing that lives while you live, whereas the poems you write live without while.

To be is to be free

the solemn sadness that dwells in all great things in high mountains and in great men, in profound nights and in eternal poems

I exist without knowing it and will die without wanting to. I'm the gap between what I am and am not, between what I dream and what life has made of me, the fleshly and abstract average of things that are nothing, I being likewise nothing.

From so much self-revising, I've destroyed myself. From so much self-thinking, I'm now my thoughts and not I. I plumbed myself and dropped the plumb; I spend my life wondering if I'm deep or not, with no remaining plumb except my gaze that shows me - blackly vivid in the mirror at the bottom of the well - my own face that observes me observing it.

We're eternal tourists of ourselves, with no other landscape than what we are. We possess nothing, for we don't even possess ourselves. We have nothing because we are nothing. What hand will I reach out, and to what universe? The universe isn't mine: it's me.

A spiral is a snake without a snake, vertically wound around nothing

I record the memory with a smile, and don’t even comment on the smile

My bitterness over nostalgia's impotence to revive and resurrect becomes tearful rage against god, who created impossibilities

A sunset is an intellectual phenomenon.

The highest nobility is to live with lucid futility to know nothing matters and still act with form, discipline, and intellectual elegance