“We no longer believe because it is absurd: it is absurd because we must believe.”

“The fantastic breaks the crust of appearance something grabs us by the shoulders to throw us outside ourselves. I have always known that the big surprises await us where we have learned to be surp...”

“In quoting others, we cite ourselves.”

“Wordplay hides a key to reality that the dictionary tries in vain to lock inside every free word.”

“Thirsty for being, the poet ceaselessly reaches out to reality, seeking with the indefatigable harpoon of the poem a reality that is always better hidden, more re(g)al. The poems power is as an ins...”

“I am talking about the responsibility of the poet, who is irresponsible by definition, an anarchist enamored of a solar order and never of the new order or whatever slogan makes five or six hundred...”

“But who can remember pain, once its over? All that remains of it is a shadow, not in the mind even, in the flesh. Pain marks you, but too deep to see. Out of sight, out of mind.”

“I know what you are learning to endure. There is nothing to be done. Make sure nothing is wasted. Take notes. Remember it all, every insult, every tear. Tattoo it on the inside of your mind. In lif...”

“My mind, I know, I can prove, hovers on hummingbird wings. It hovers and it churns. And when it's operating at full thrust, the churning does not stop. The machines do not rest, the systems rarely ...”