The mind is an enchanting thing is an enchanted thing, like the glaze on a katydid-wing subdivided by sun till the nettings are legion.
One detects creative power by its capacity to conquer one's detachment.
I am hard to disgust, but a pretentious poet can do it
The self does not realize itself most fully when self-realization is its most constant aim.
A man is a writer if all his words are strung in definite sentence sounds.
Yule—Yul log for the Christmas-fire tale-spinner—of fairy tales that can come true: Yul Brynner.