I will tell you what war is. War is a psychosis caused by an inability to see relationships. Our relationship with our fellowmen. Our relationship with our economic and historical situation. And above all our relationship to nothingness, to death.
To write poetry and to commit suicide, apparently so contradictory, had really been the same, attempts at escape.
Our accepting what we are must always inhibit our being what we ought to be.
The most important questions in life can never be answered by anyone except oneself.
There comes a time in each life like a point of fulcrum. At that time you must accept yourself. It is not anymore what you will become. It is what you are and always will be.
I don't think the English like me. I sold a colossal best seller in America, and they never really forgave me.