Democracy in the contemporary world demands, among other things, an educated and informed people.

I am sorry for people who can't write letters. But I suspect also that you and I ... love to write them because it's kind of like working without really doing it.

Oh, must we dream our dreams and have them, too?

I was made at right angles to the world and I see it so. I can only see it so.

Close, close all night the lovers keep. They turn together in their sleep, Close as two pages in a book that read each other in the dark. Each knows all the other knows, learned by heart from head to toes.

And as to experience-well, think how little some good poets have had, or how much some bad ones have.

What one seems to want in art, in experiencing it, is the same thing that is necessary for its creation, a self-forgetful, perfectly useless concentration.