All around us are utilitarians, men without feelings.

Poet gathers images, feelings, phrases like the bee; in order to turn these into new creations, like the honey.

People are born fools, education makes them stupid.

Art is not a profession but a search for significant forms necessary for development of your soul

You do not strive for happiness, you strive for liberty.

Purposelessness is the only purpose, which ends in the endlessness, otherwise it ends in nothingness