That great dust-heap called 'history'.

Is this true or only clever?

The man who has a library of his own collection is able to contemplate himself objectively, and is justified in believing in his own existence.

History is a pageant and not a philosophy.

Poetry should be vital--either stirring our blood by its divine movements or snatching our breath by its divine perfection. To do both is supreme glory, to do either is enduring fame.

A conventional good read is usually a bad read, a relaxing bath in what we know already. A true good read is surely an act of innovative creation in which we, the readers, become conspirators.

Few men can afford to be angry.