And all shall be well and/ All manner of thing shall be well/ By the purification of the motive/ In the ground of our beseeching

Humility is the most difficult of all virtues to achieve; nothing dies harder than the desire to think well of self.

Humankind cannot bear very much reality.

The end is in the beginning.

Not only every great poet, but every genuine, but lesser poet, fulfils once for all some possibility of language, and so leaves one possibility less for his successors.

Because I know that time is always time and place is always place and only place. And what is actual is actual only for one time. And only for one place. I rejoice that things are as they are.

The young feel tired at the end of an action, the old at the beginning.