always there is a sort of dream of air between you and the hills of California, a veil of unreality in the intervening air. It gives the hills the bloom that peaches have, or grapes in the dew.

Sometimes I think there are two kinds of people - the autobiographists and the biographists.

I hope that the feeling of making poetry is not confined to the people who write it down. There is no luxury like it, and I hope we all share it. ... I am sure that the great glory of poetry in one's heart does not wait on achievement.

Unpopularity is a excellent salve to the conscience; it is delicious to be misunderstood.

The moment of cocoa-drinking was always the moment of confidences.

a committee, of course, exists for the purpose of damping enthusiasms.

There are some people who can never see a little cloud of fantasy float across the horizon of their dreams without building a heavy castle in the air upon it, and bringing it to earth.