In case I conk out, this is provisionally what I have to do: I must clarify obscurities; I must make clearer definite ideas or dissociations. I must find a verbal formula to combat the rise of brutality--the principle of order versus the split atom.

A slave is one who waits for someone to come and free him.

I could I trust starve like a gentleman. It's listed as part of the poetic training, you know.

America is a lunatic asylum.

A classic is classic not because it conforms to certain structural rules, or fits certain definitions It is classic because of a certain eternal and irrepressible freshness.

A great age of literature is perhaps always a great age of translations.

And the days are not full enough And the nights are not full enough And life slips by like a field mouse Not shaking the grass