If [America] forgets where she came from, if the people lose sight of what brought them along, if she listens to the deniers and mockers, then will begin the rot and dissolution.

I couldn't see myself filling some definite niche in what is called a career. This was all misty.

I take you and pile high the memories. Death will break her claws on some I keep.

One of the greatest necessities in America is to discover creative solitude.

Poetry is statement of a series of equations, with numbers and symbols changing like the changes of mirrors, pools, skies, the only never-changing sign being the sign of infinity.

My name is Truth and I am the most elusive captive in the universe.

The scholars and poets of an earlier time can be read only with a dictionary to help.