I think that one possible definition of our modern culture is that it is one in which nine-tenths of our intellectuals can't read any poetry.

If you've been put in your place long enough you begin to act like the place.

To Americans, English manners are far more frightening than none at all.

I see at last that all the knowledge I wrung from the darkness - that darkness flung me - Is worthless as ignorance: nothing comes from nothing The darkness from the darkness. Pain comes from the darkness And we call it wisdom. It is pain.

Say what you like, but such things do happen - not often, but they do happen.

The climate of our culture is changing. Under these new rains, new suns, small things grow great, and what was great grows small; whole species disappear and are replaced.

Except from the Americans—but every pearl has its oyster.