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"A poet clings to his own tradition and avoids internationalism."
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"After the turbulence of death, moral principles and even religious proofs are called into question."
"The writer of stories or of novels settles on men and imitates them; he exhausts the possibilities of his characters."
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"He passes from lyric to epic poetry in order to speak about the world and the torment in the world through man, rationally and emotionally. The poet then becomes a danger."
"An exact poetic duplication of a man is for the poet a negation of the earth, an impossibility of being, even though his greatest desire is to speak to many men, to unite with them by means of harmonious verses about the truths of the mind or of things."
"From the night, his solitude, the poet finds day and starts a diary that is lethal to the inert. The dark landscape yields a dialogue."
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