But, truly, I have wept too much! The Dawns are heartbreaking. Every moon is atrocious and every sun bitter.

---

À l'aurore, armés d'une ardente patience, nous entrerons aux splendides Villes. (In the dawn, armed with a burning patience, we shall enter the splendid Cities.)

---

True alchemy lies in this formula: ‘Your memory and your senses are but the nourishment of your creative impulse’.

---

I believe I am in Hell, therefore I am.

---

In the morning I had a look so lost, a face so dead, that perhaps those whom I met did not see me.

---

Genius is the recovery of childhood at will.

---

I shed more tears than God could ever have required.

---

A thousand Dreams within me softly burn: From time to time my heart is like some oak Whose blood runs golden where a branch is torn.

---

I understand, and not knowing how to express myself without pagan words, I’d rather remain silent

---

I is another.

---