Old-fogyism is comfortably closing in.
I am not quite a poet but I am something of the kind.
The cruelest thing that has happened to Lincoln since he was shot by Booth was to fall into the hands of Carl Sandburg.
Every work of art is a trick by which the artist manipulates appearances.
The great mistake about Europe is taking the countries seriously and letting them quarrel and drop bombs on one another.
I find more and more that I am a man of the 1920s. I still expect something exciting. Drinks, animated conversation, gaiety: the uninhibited exchange of ideas.