When one cannot appraise out of one's own experience, the temptation to blunder is minimized, but even when one can, appraisal seems chiefly useful as appraisal of the appraiser.

I see no reason for calling my work poetry except that there is no other category in which to put it.

Blessed the geniuses who know / that egomania is not a duty.

In a poem the words should be as pleasing to the ear as the meaning is to the mind.

A writer is unfair to himself when he is unable to be hard on himself.

Below the incandescent stars / below the incandescent fruit, / the strange experience of beauty; / its existence is too much; / it tears one to pieces / and each fresh wave of consciousness / is poison.

O to be a dragon, a symbol of the power of Heaven-of silk-worm size or immense; at times invisible. Felicitous phenomenon!