I am the Empire at the end of the decadence.

Here are fruits, flowers, leaves and branches, and here is my heart which beats only for you.

The poet is a madman lost in adventure.

Music before all else, and for that choose the irregular, which is vaguer and melts better into the air.

Tears fall in my heart As tears fall on the town.

La musique avant toute chose.

A poem is really a kind of machine for producing the poetic state by means of words.

Take eloquence and wring its neck.

Prends l'e loquence et tords-lui son cou! Take eloquence and break its neck!

A vast black sleep falls over my life sleep, all hope sleep, all desire.

I like this word decadent; all shimmering and purple and gold.

We are the future

Let your inner DORK shine through.

Remember that when you meet your antagonist, to do everything in a mild agreeable manner. Let your courage be keen, but, at the same time, as polished as your sword.

Every decoding is another encoding.

People are locked up in all sorts of ways.

A great team doesn’t mean that they had the smartest people. What made those teams great is that everyone trusted one another. It can be a powerful thing when that magic dynamic exists.

Thank you... adjustable baseball caps with no logo on the front and mesh netting in the back, for being a great way to say, 'Hi, I'm over 80 years old.'

A character is what he does, yes - but even more, a character is what he means to do.

Capitalism cannot survive without a working class, while the working class can flourish a lot more freely without capitalism.

This is the great challenge: to maintain passion for the everyday routine and the endlessly repeated act, to derive deep gratification from the mundane.