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

The thought of what America would be like If the Classics had a wide circulation Troubles my sleep (Cantico del Sole)

When two men in business always agree, one of them is unnecessary.

The real trouble with war (modern war) is that it gives no one a chance to kill the right people.

All my life I believed I knew something. But then one strange day came when I realized that I knew nothing, yes, I knew nothing. And so words became void of meaning. I have arrived too late at ultimate uncertainty.

Poetry is a very complex art.... It is an art of pure sound bound in through an art of arbitrary and conventional symbols.

As a bathtub lined with white porcelain, When the hot water gives out or goes tepid, So is the slow cooling of our chivalrous passion, O my much praised but-not-altogether-satisfactory lady.