No one can go on being a rebel too long without turning into an autocrat.
Poetry is what happens when an anxiety meets a technique.
A critic is a lug-worm in the liver of literature.
Our inventions mirror our secret wishes.
Somewhere in the heart of experience there is an order and a coherence which we might purprise if we were attentive enough, loving enough, or patient enough.
Everything really desirable has come about because of, or in spite of, wine!