In the American Metaphysical, reality is always material reality, hard, resistant, unformed, impenetrable, and unpleasant.

The diminution of the reality of class, however socially desirable in many respects, seems to have the practical effect of diminishing our ability to see people in their difference and specialness.

The poet may be used as a barometer, but let us not forget that he is also part of the weather.

In the American Metaphysical, reality is always material reality, hard, resistant, unformed, impenetrable, and unpleasant.

Unless we insist that politics is imagination and mind, we will learn that imagination and mind are politics, and of a kind we will not like.

There is no connection between the political ideas of our educated class and the deep places of the imagination.

The poet is in command of his fantasy, while it is exactly the mark of the neurotic that he is possessed by his fantasy.