And the betrayers of language ...... n and the press gang And those who had lied for hire; The perverts, the perverters of language, the perverts, who have set money-lust Before the pleasures of the senses; howling, as of a hen-yard in a printing-house, the clatter of presses, the blowing of dry dust and stray paper, foetor, sweat, the stench of stale oranges.
Ezra PoundIf a man isn't willing to take some risk for his opinions, either his opinions are no good or he's no good.
Ezra PoundPeople find ideas a bore because they do not distinguish between live ones and stuffed ones on a shelf.
Ezra Pound