It seems to me that this whole alone is worthy of the deeper sort of love; and that there is peace, freedom, I might say a kind of salvation, in turning one's affections outward toward this one God, rather than inwards on one's self, or on humanity, or on human imaginations and abstractions - the world of the spirits.

The heads of strong old age are beautiful beyond all grace of youth.

Pleasure is the carrot dangled to lead the ass to market; or the precipice.

The love of freedom has been the quality of Western man.

Well: the day is a poem but too much Like one of Jeffers's, crusted with blood and barbaric omens Painful to excess, inhuman as a hawk's cry.

Poetry is not a civilizer, rather the reverse, for great poetry appeals to the most primitive instincts.

The greatest beauty is organic wholeness, the wholeness of life and things, the divine beauty of the universe.