If after I read a poem the world looks like that poem for 24 hours or so I'm sure it's a good one—and the same goes for paintings.

Something needn't be large to be good.

Time to plant tears, says the almanac. The grandmother sings to the marvelous stove and the child draws another inscrutable house.

Insomnia" perhaps she's a daytime sleeper.

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

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

The whole shadow of Man is only as big as his hat.