As contagion of sickness makes sickness, contagion of trust can make trust. |
Poetry is the art of creating imaginary gardens with real toads. |
It is quite cruel that a poet cannot wander through his regions of enchantment without having a critic, forever, like the old man of the sea, upon his back. |
Poetry is all nouns and verbs. |
The deepest feeling always shows itself in silence; not in silence, but restraint. |
A writer is unfair to himself when he is unable to be hard on himself. |
We are suffering from too much sarcasm. |
There never was a war that was not inward. |
If you will tell me why the fen appears impassable, I then will tell you why I think that I can cross it if I try. |
Superior people never make long visits. |
Beauty is everlasting And dust is for a time. |
When one cannot appraise out of one's own experience, the temptation to blunder is minimized, but even when one can, appraisal seems chiefly useful as appraisal of the appraiser. |
In a poem the excitement has to maintain itself. I am governed by the pull of the sentence as the pull of a fabric is governed by gravity. |
Any writer overwhelmingly honest about pleasing himself is almost sure to please others. |
If technique is of no interest to a writer, I doubt that the writer is an artist. |
The passion for setting people right is in itself an afflictive disease. |
You're not free until you've been made captive by supreme belief. |
My father used to say superior people never make long visits. |
Psychology which explains everything explains nothing, and we are still in doubt. |
Impatience is the mark of independence, not of bondage. |