I shall not want Honor in Heaven For I shall meet Sir Philip Sidney And have talk with Coriolanus And other heroes of that kidney.

Immature poets imitate; mature poets steal.

But at my back from time to time I hear The sound of horns and motors, which shall bring Sweeney to Mrs. Porter in the spring. O the moon shone bright on Mrs. Porter And on her daughter They wash their feet in soda water.

The historical sense involves a perception, not only of the pastness of the past, but of its presence

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

Where shall the word be found, where will the word / Resound? Not here, there is not enough silence.

Before a cat will condescend to treat you as a trusted friend, some little token of esteem is needed, like a dish of cream.