In the vain laughter of folly, wisdom hears half its applause.
I do not approve the extermination of the enemy; the policy of exterminating or, as it is barbarously said, liquidating enemies, is one of the most alarming developments of modern war and peace, from the point of view of those who desire the survival of culture. One needs the enemy.
It seems just possible that a poem might happen to a very young man: but a poem is not poetry -- that is a life.
It's strange that words are so inadequate. Yet, like the asthmatic struggling for breath, so the lover must struggle for words.
Keep true, never be ashamed of doing right; decide on what you think is right and stick to it.
Moving between the legs of tables and of chairs, rising or falling, grasping at kisses and toys, advancing boldly, sudden to take alarm, retreating to the corner of arm and knee, eager to be reassured, taking pleasure in the fragrant brilliance of the Christmas tree.
My name is only an anagram of toilets.
What we call the beginning is often the end. And to make an end is to make a beginning. The end is where we start from.
In my beginning is my end.
Each venture is a new beginning, a raid on the inarticulate with shabby equipment always deteriorating in the general mess of imprecision of feeling.