Somebody said that I am the last American living the tragedy of Europe.
Music begins to atrophy when it departs too far from the dance... poetry begins to atrophy when it gets too far from music.
A crowd pagan as ever imperial Rome was, eager, careless, with an animal vigour unlike that of any European crowd that I have ever looked at.
The artist is always beginning.
A man of genius has a right to any mode of expression.
From the colour the nature And by the nature the sign! Beatific spirits welding together As in one ash-tree in Ygdrasail.