As for literature It gives no man a sinecure. And no one knows, at sight, a masterpiece. And give up verse, my boy, There's nothing in it.
Ezra PoundI could I trust starve like a gentleman. It's listed as part of the poetic training, you know.
Ezra PoundNo picture is made to endure nor to live with but it is made to sell and sell quickly with usura, sin against nature, is thy bread ever more of stale rags is thy bread dry as paper.
Ezra Pound