When we think of cruelty, we must try to remember the stupidity, the envy, the frustration from which it has arisen.

It is part of the poet's work to show each man what he sees but does not know he sees.

The trouble about most Englishwomen is that they will dress as if they had been a mouse in a previous incarnation, or hope to be one in the next.

The great sins and fires break out of me like the terrible leaves from the bough in the violent spring. I am a walking fire, I am all leaves.

Art is magic, not logic. This craze for the logical spirit in irrational shape is part of the present harmful mania for uniformity.

I am patient with stupidity but not with those who are proud of it.

Another little drink wouldn't do us any harm.