Whatever's merely willful, and not miraculous (be never it so skilful) must wither fail and cease - but better than to grow beauty knows no.

In just - Spring when the world is mud- luscious the little lame balloonman whistles far and wee

Nobody else can be alive for you; nor can you be alive for anybody else.

There is no music unless the drum and the drummer are one.

The intellectuals' chief cause of anguish are one another's works. Jacques Barzun, 1959 all ignorance toboggans into know and trudges up to ignorance again.

Take the so-called standard of living. What do most people mean by "living"? They don’t mean living. They mean the latest and closest plural approximation to singular prenatal passivity which science, in its finite but unbounded wisdom, has succeeded in selling their wives.

Lovers alone wear sunlight.