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 PoundYou have been second always. Tragical? No. You preferred it to the usual thing: One dull man, dulling and uxorious, One average mind- with one thought less, each year.
Ezra PoundPoetry is a very complex art.... It is an art of pure sound bound in through an art of arbitrary and conventional symbols.
Ezra Pound