It is inevitable when one has a great need of something one finds it. What you need you attract like a lover.

Name any name and then remember everybody you ever knew who bore that name. Are they all alike. I think so.

More and more I like to take a train. I understand why the French prefer it to automobiling it is so much more sociable, and of course these days so much more of an adventure, and the irregularity of its regularity is fascinating.

The artist works by locating the world in himself

Ezra Pound still lives in a village and his world is a kind of village and people keep explaining things when they live in a village.... I have come not to mind if certain people live in villages and some of my friends still appear to live in villages and a village can be cozy as well as intuitive but must one really keep perpetually explaining and elucidating?

War is never fatal but always lost. Always lost.

Why should a sequence of words be anything but a pleasure?