“A poem is its own name and cover.”

“A poem that is itself a name does not yearn for the name of its creator, but shines from its name alone.”

“Names do not know how to sing, although they sometimes sound glorious.”

“Names do not write poems nor do they create work.”

“Almost as a rule, political dissidents were writers.”

“The name does not deserve the poem, but the poem deserves the name.”

“A poem does not radiate from the name, but the name emanates from the poem.”

“A versifier’s poem is born by the sound; a poet’s sound is born by the poem.”

“To a versifier, sounds are the means and the aim; a poet travels toward the aim using sounds.”

“In a real poem a sound does not swallow a letter, but a letter swallows a sound.”

“Anyone who writes can be called a writer because they write.”

“Is my victory real, does the winner adorned with a laurel wreath ask this question? Do I deserve victory or did I steal it from someone who is more worthy of victory?”

“Most often, adorned winners haven’t worked for posterity but for the laurel wreaths and real winners don’t care about adorned victories.”

“Time often removes the laurel wreaths and places them on the heads of the real winners. But then usually both are dead.”

“Many are so used to laurels and presume that they are real winners.”

“What are all these writers fighting for? For their own victory or for the victory of their profession?”

“An unrewarded value is more valuable than a reward with no value.”

“They forget that love is not a science but an inherent state of mind; they forget that sex is practiced by animals without textbooks and that it is not such a secret that requires a complete science, courses and special training. And so impotent, with artificial stars on the ceilings of their rooms, they become the main teachers on the way to the stars.”

“A versifier arranges words and rhymes into verses; a poet arranges verses and rhymes into meanings.”

“A versifier arranges words and rhymes into verses; a poet arranges verses and rhymes into meanings.”

“A versifier arranges sounds; a poet arranges meaning in the sounds.”

“The purpose of life is life.”

“There are too many literati, yet very few are smart; knowledge is acquired far too easily.”

“Everything is much easier in the half-blind and half-deaf world of modern giants that seduce processions of the blind into the world of great emptiness. In their sky the stars shine and their names live in the parallel and independently of their work.”