I am one of those unhappy persons who inspire bores to the greatest flights of art.
The poet speaks to all men of that other life of theirs that they have smothered and forgotten.
the arts are life accelerated and concentrated.
As for the usefulness of poetry, its uses are many. It is the deification of reality.
Virginia Woolf's writing is no more than glamorous knitting. I believe she must have a pattern somewhere.
One's own surroundings means so much to one, when one is feeling miserable.