To be an artist is to fail, as no other dare fail, that failure is his world and the shrink from desertion, art and craft, good housekeeping, living.
Poets are the sense, philosophers the intelligence of humanity.
If you do not love me I shall not be loved If I do not love you I shall not love.
Tears and laughter, they are so much Gaelic to me.
Fail, fail again, fail better.
Birth was the death of him.