Conscious writing can be the death of poetry.
Egotism is usually subversive of sagacity.
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.
We are suffering from too much sarcasm.
To wear the arctic fox you have to kill it.
I never 'plan' a stanza. Words cluster like chromosomes, determining the procedure.