We don't stop playing because we grow old; we grow old because we stop playing.

The artist must be a shadow of the divine.

The artist is the confidant of nature, flowers carry on dialogues with him through the graceful bending of their stems and the harmoniously tinted nuances of their blossoms.

Fairy tales are more than true: not because they tell us that dragons exist, but because they tell us that dragons can be beaten.

In the garden of poetry, every flower is a word, and every word is a flower.