domingo, noviembre 30, 2008

Cuentan que se llamaba Paul Valery y que no le gustaban las novelas...

When he spoke he never lifted an arm or a finger; he had killed his puppet.
Monsier Teste

I consider that the essence of Poetry is, according to different types of minds, either quite worthless or of infinite importance: in which it is like God Himself.
Problems of Poetry 

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