I have no right to think for myself. I have no right to think at all.

It is the first law of practical courage. To be in the weakest camp is to be in the strongest school.

A businessman is the only man who is forever apologizing for his occupation.

In a world where everything is ridiculous, nothing can be ridiculed. You cannot unmask a mask.

We do not admire, we hardly excuse, the fanatic who wrecks this world for love of the other. But what are we to say of the fanatic who wrecks this world out of hatred of the other? He sacrifices the very existence of humanity to the non-existence of God. He offers his victims not to the altar, but merely to assert the idleness of the altar and the emptiness of the throne. He is ready to ruin even that primary ethic by which all things live, for his strange and eternal vengeance upon some one who never lived at all.

The world will never starve for want of wonders; but only for want of wonder.

What the world wants, what the world is waiting for, is not Modern Poetry or Classical Poetry or Neo-Classical Poetry - but Good Poetry. And the dreadful disreputable doubt, which stirs in my own skeptical mind, is doubt about whether it would really matter much what style a poet chose to write in, in any period, as long as he wrote Good poetry.