How nature loves the incomplete. She knows If she drew a conclusion it would finish her.

If we could wake each morning with no memory of living before we went to sleep, we might arrive at a faultless day.

In tragedy every moment is eternity; in comedy, eternity is a moment.

We must each find our separate meaning in the persuasion of our days until we meet in the meaning of the world.

An artist's sensitivity to criticism is, at least in part, an effort to keep unimpaired the zest, or confidence, or arrogance, which he needs to make creation possible; or an instinct to climb through his problems in his own way as he should, and must.

Life itself is the real and most miraculous miracle of all. If one had never before seen a human hand and were suddenly presented for the first time with this strange and wonderful thing, what a miracle, what a magnificently shocking and inexplicable and mysterious thing it would be.

Poetry has the virtue of being able to say twice as much as prose in half the time, and the drawback, if you do not give it your full attention, of seeming to say half as much in twice the time.