There is a music for lonely hearts nearly always. If the music dies down there is a silence. Almost the same as the movement of music. To know silence perfectly is to know music.

There is a wolf in me... - I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

Pile the bodies high at Austerlitz and Waterloo. Shovel them under and let me work. I am the grass. I cover all.

I have become infected, now that I see how beautifully a book is coming out of all this.

Poetry is a dance music measuring buck-and-wing follies along with the gravest and stateliest dead-marches.

Let your heart look on white sea spray and be lonely. Love is a fool star. You and a ring of stars may mention my name and then forget me. Love is a fool star.

Anger is the most impotent of passions. It effects nothing it goes about, and hurts the one who is possessed by it more than the one against whom it is directed.