Impersonal criticism?is like an impersonal fist fight or an impersonal marriage, and as successful.

It is also said of me that I now and then contradict myself. Yes, I improve wonderfully as time goes on.

Impersonal criticism?is like an impersonal fist fight or an impersonal marriage, and as successful.

No man can think clearly when his fists are clenched.

It is only the cynicism that is born of success that is penetrating and valid.

A poet, any real poet, is simply an alchemist who transmutes his cynicism regarding human beings into an optimism regarding the moon, the stars, the heavens, and the flowers, to say nothing of Spring, love, and dogs.

Art is the sex of the imagination.