The poet is at the edge of our consciousness of the world, finding beyond the suspected nothingness which we imagine limits our perception another acre or so of being worth our venturing upon.

The poet is at the edge of our consciousness of the world, finding beyond the suspected nothingness which we imagine limits our perception another acre or so of being worth our venturing upon.

A work of art is a form that articulates forces, making them intelligible.

Imagination is like the drunk man who lost his watch and must get drunk again to find it.

nothing now exists that is so valuable as whatever theoretically might replace it.

I’ve carved the puppet, and I manipulate the strings, but while it’s on stage, the show belongs to the puppet.

We will always return to the private and inviolable act of reading as our culture's way of developing an individual.