Art never improves, but... the material of art is never quite the same.

I have measured out my life with coffee spoons.

We must learn to suffer more.

Sensibility alters from generation to generation in everybody, whether we will or no; but expression is only altered by a man of genius.

Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion; it is not the expression of personality, but an escape from personality. But, of course, only those who have personality and emotions know what it means to want to escape from these things.

All time is unreedemable.

The dripping blood our only drink, The bloody flesh our only food: In spite of which we like to think That we are sound, substantial flesh and blood Again, in spite of that, we call this Friday good.