I remember mother saying : Inventors are like poets, a trashy lot

Hollywood works continually to keep its standard of contempt for the audience.

Reality is the completion of experience.

I think there is a choice possible to us at any moment, as long as we live. But there is no sacrifice. There is a choice, and the rest falls away. Second choice does not exist. Beware of those who talk about sacrifice.

There has been in our time a lack of reliance on language and a lack of experimentation which are frightening to anyone who sees them as symptoms. We know the phenomenon of stage-fright: it holds the player shivering, incapable of speech or action. Perhaps there is an audience-fright which the play can feel, which leaves him with these incapacities.

A world is to be fought for, sung, and built: Love must imagine the world.

the truth of a poem is its form and its content, its music and its meaning are the same.