Every phrase and every sentence is an end and a beginning, every poem an epitaph.

The usual dog about the town is much inclined to play the clown.

What a poem means is as much what it means to others as what it means to the author; and indeed, in the course of time a poet may become merely reader in respect to his own works, forgetting his original meaning.

Words strain, Crack and sometimes break, under the burden, Under the tension, slip, slide, perish, Decay with imprecision, will not stay in place, Will not stay still.

In order to arrive at what you are not, you must go through the way in which you are not.

A prose that is altogether alive demands something of the reader that the ordinary novel reader is not prepared to give.

Time present and time past / are both perhaps present in time future.