Sooner or later, the great men turn out to be all alike. They never stop working. They never lose a minute. It is very depressing.

The Canadian spirit is cautious, observant and critical where the American is assertive.

It is the role of the poet to look at what is happening in the world and to know that quite other things are happening.

I am under the spell of language, which has ruled me since I was 10.

It's all in the art. You get no credit for living.

One recalls how much the creative impulse of the best-sellers depends upon self-pity. It is an emotion of great dramatic potential.

The mark of genius is an incessant activity of mind. Genius is a spiritual greed.