Now that the lilacs are in bloom She has a bowl of lilacs in her room

The poet's mind is in fact a receptacle for seizing and storing up numberless feelings, phrases, images, which remain there until all the particles which can unite to form a new compound are present together.

Cats must have three names-an everyday name, such as Peter; a more particular, dignified name, such as Quaxo, Bombalurina, or Jellylorum; and, thirdly, the name the cat thinks up for himself, his deep and inscrutable singular Name.

If one has to earn a living, therefore, the safest occupation is that most remote from the arts.

We must learn to suffer more.

And voices singing out of empty cisterns and exhausted wells.

An editor should tell the author his writing is better than it is. Not a lot better, a little better.