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

Intellectuals range through the finest gradations of kind and quality: from those who are merely educated neurotics, usually with strong hidden reactionary tendencies, through mediocrities of all kinds, to men of real brains and sensibility, more or less stiffened into various respectabilities or substitutes for respectability. The number of Ignorant Specialists is large. The number of hysterics and compulsives is also large.

All art, in spite of the struggles of some critics to prove otherwise, is based on emotion and projects emotion.

I hope that one or two immortal lyrics will come out of all this tumbling around.

It is through the acceptance of a variety of aethetic and intellectual points of view that a culture is given breadth and density.

Hate does not present many choices; if hate is your solution, you are fairly certain to hate all phemonena with equal joy and intensity, without troubling to drag into prominence any one feature from the loathsome whole.

Stupidity always accompanies evil. Or evil, stupidity.