I have wished you something None of the others would.

And immediately Rather than words comes the thought of high windows: The sun-comprehending glass, And beyond it, the deep blue air, that shows Nothing, and is nowhere, and is endless.

It is fatal to decide, intellectually, what good poetry is because you are then in honour bound to try to write it, instead of the poems that only you can write.

I don't think I write well - just better than anyone else.

Poetry should begin with emotion in the poet, and end with the same emotion in the reader. The poem is simply the instrument of transferance.

I think that at the bottom of all art lies the impulse to preserve.

Sexual intercourse began in 1963 ... / Between the end of the Chatterley ban/ and the Beatles first LP