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If a poet has a dream, it is not of becoming famous, but of being believed.

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I only fear the death of others. For me, true death is that of the people I love.
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One must not mistake majority for truth.
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All good music resembles something. Good music stirs by its mysterious resemblance to the objects and feelings which motivated it.
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The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth.
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The only way to kill death is through photography.
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I feel myself inhabited by a force or being — very little known to me. It gives the orders; I follow.
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Art is a marriage of the conscious and the unconscious.
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Love is mainly an affair of short spasms. If these spasms disappoint us, love dies. It is very seldom that it weathers the experience and becomes friendship.
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An artist cannot speak about his art any more than a plant can discuss horticulture.
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We are in a period of such individualism that one no longer speaks of disciples; one speaks of thieves.
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Silence moves faster when it’s going backward.
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Do as the beautiful woman: see to your figure and your petticoats. Though, of course, I am not speaking literally.
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Children and lunatics cut the Gordian knot which the poet spends his life patiently trying to untie.
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A true poet does not bother to be poetical. Nor does a nursery gardener scent his roses.
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I have seafoam in my veins, I understand the language of waves.
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Lying is the only art form that the public sanctions and instinctively prefers to reality.
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