Wisdom lies neither in fixity nor in change but in the dialectic between the...
To read a poem is to hear it with our eyes to hear it is to see it with our...
Love is an attempt at penetrating another being but it can only succeed if...
Literature is the expression of a feeling of deprivation a recourse against...
Art is an invention of aesthetics which in turn is an invention of...
Solitude is the profoundest fact of the human condition. Man is the only...
We all remember where we were and we all remember what we were doing. I had a brother in New York an uncle lots of friends in New York. It made me angry it made me sad what could I do.
