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"Art produces ugly things which frequently become more beautiful with time. Fashion, on the other hand, produces beautiful things which always become ugly with time."
Art

"The instinct of nearly all societies is to lock up anybody who is truly free. First, society begins by trying to beat you up. If this fails, they try to poison you. If this fails too, the finish by loading honors on your head."

"Here I am trying to live, or rather, I am trying to teach the death within me how to live."

"Silence moves faster when it's going backward."

"I believe in luck: how else can you explain the success of those you dislike?"

"The poet doesn't invent. He listens."
Poetry

"The worst tragedy for a poet is to be admired through being misunderstood."

"Children and lunatics cut the Gordian knot which the poet spends his life patiently trying to untie."
Poetry

"A true poet does not bother to be poetical. Nor does a nursery gardener scent his roses."
Poetry

"The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth."
Poetry

"Art is a marriage of the conscious and the unconscious."

"The trouble about the Academie is that by the time they get around to electing us to a seat, we really need a bed."

"You've never seen death? Look in the mirror every day and you will see it like bees working in a glass hive."

"I have lost my seven best friends, which is to say God has had mercy on me seven times without realizing it. He lent a friendship, took it from me, sent me another."

"Don't for a moment believe He was killing the young; He was costuming angels."

"An artist cannot speak about his art any more than a plant can discuss horticulture."

"He has the manner of a giant with the look of a child, a lazy activeness, a mad wisdom, a solitude encompassing the world."

"The poet never asks for admiration; he wants to be believed."

"That pile of paper on his left side went on living like the watch on a dead soldier's wrist."

"The ear disapproves but tolerates certain musical pieces; transfer them into the domain of our nose, and we will be forced to flee."

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