A book is not harmless merely because no one is consciously offended by it.

Playwriting gets into your blood and you can't stop it. At least not until the producers or the public tell you to.

Paint me the bold anfractuous rocks Faced by the snarled and yelping seas.

Gradually we come to admit that Shakespeare understands a greater extent and variety of human life than Dante; but that Dante understands deeper degrees of degradation and higher degrees of exaltation.

Redeem the time. Redeem the unread vision of a higher dream.

[On The Waste Land:] Various critics have done me the honor to interpret the poem in terms of criticism of the contemporary world, have considered it, indeed, as an important bit of social criticism. To me it was only the relief of a personal and wholly insignificant grouse against life; it is just a piece of rhythmical grumbling.

No poet, no artist of any art, has his complete meaning alone.