Assign Yogi Berra to Cape Canaveral; he could handle any missile.
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.
The power of the visible is the invisible.
Honesty - however dangerous - should be as valuable as radium it seems to me.
A writer is unfair to himself when he is unable to be hard on himself.
There is no pleasure subtler than the sensation of being a good workman; and in work there is the sense of consanguinity-unconscious as a rule but sometimes conscious.