Poetry is often generations in advance of the thought of its time.

I'll lie here and learn How, over their ground, Trees make a long shadow And a light sound.

The art of one period cannot be approached through the attitudes (emotional or intellectual) of another.

I cannot believe that the inscrutable universe turns on an axis of suffering; surely the strange beauty of the world must somewhere rest on pure joy!

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

... politics are nothing but sand and gravel: it is art and life that feed us until we die. Everything else is ambition, hysteria or hatred.

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.