A society is defined as much by how it comes to terms with its past as by its attitude toward the future: its memories are no less revealing than its aims.
In order for sensation to accede to the objectivity of things, it must itself be changed into a thing. The agent of change is language: the sensations are turned into verbal objects.
Poetry is the experience of liberty. The poet risks himself, chances all on the poem's all with each verse he writes.
Literature is the expression of a feeling of deprivation, a recourse against a sense of something missing. But the contrary is also true: language is what makes us human. It is a recourse against the meaningless noise and silence of nature and history.