Because language is the carrier of ideas, it is easy to believe that it should be very little else than such a carrier.

I don't like quintessential certitude.

Innocence of heart and violence of feeling are necessary in any kind of superior achievement: The arts cannot exist without them.

Stupidity always accompanies evil. Or evil, stupidity.

It is almost impossible for the poetess, once laurelled, to take off the crown for good or to reject values and taste of those who tender it.

Because language is the carrier of ideas, it is easy to believe that it should be very little else than such a carrier.

No more pronouncements on lousy verse. No more hidden competition. No more struggling not to be a square.