I have cultivated my hysteria with delight and terror. Now I suffer co >>
We are weighed down, every moment, by the conception and the sensation >>
We all have the republican spirit in our veins, like syphilis in our b >>
Poetry is indispensable --if I only knew what for. >>
I have a new method of poetry. All you got to do is look over your not >>
It is a sad fact about our culture that a poet can earn much more mone >>
Who among us has not, in moments of ambition, dreamt of the miracle of a form of poetic prose, musical but without rhythm and rhyme, both supple and staccato enough to adapt itself to the lyrical movements of our souls, the undulating movements of our reveries, and the convulsive movements of our consciences? This obsessive ideal springs above all from frequent contact with enormous cities, from the junction of their innumerable connections.