Poetry has become the higher algebra of metaphors.
An 'unemployed' existence is a worse negation of life than death itself.
Hating someone is feeling irritation by their mere existence.
The heart of man does not tolerate an absence of the excellent and supreme.
Triumph cannot help being cruel.
"Natural" man is always there, under the changeable historical man. We call him and he comes-a little sleepy, benumbed, without his lost form of instinctive hunter, but, after all, still alive. Natural man is first prehistoric man-the hunter.