Public education was not founded to give society what it wants. Quite the opposite.

... if one does not have wild dreams of achievement, there is no spur even to get the dishes washed. One must think like a hero to behave like a merely decent human being.

So this was fame at last! Nothing but a vast debt to be paid to the world in energy, blood, and time.

We are able to laugh when we achieve detachment, if only for a moment.

For poetry exists to break through to below the level of reason where the angels and monsters that the amenities keep in the cellar may come out to dance, to rove and roar, growling and singing, to bring life back to the enclosed rooms where too often we are only 'living and partly living.

I think that passion if really intense is always destructive if not to the two involved, always to other people.

Do we always make our freedom out of someone else's bondage?