The flavors of the peach and the apricot are not lost from generation to generation. Neither are they transmitted by book learning.

There is no reason why the same man should like the same books at eighteen and at forty-eight

Rhythm is form cut into time.

What counts is the cultural level

A little light, like a rushlight / to lead back to splendour.

Glance is the enemy of vision.

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