It is hardly respectable to be good nowadays.

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

Vulgarity is, in reality, nothing but a modern, chic, pert descendant of the goddess Dullness.

By the time I was eleven years old, I had been taught that nature, far from abhorring a Vacuum, positively adores it.

There is no truth. Only points of view.

Rhythm is one of the principal translators between dream and reality. Rhythm might be described as, to the world of sound, what light is to the world of sight. It shapes and gives new meaning. Rhythm was described by Schopenhauer as melody deprived of its pitch.

The trouble with most Englishwomen is that they will dress as if they had been a mouse in a previous incarnation... they do not want to attract attention.