Which arrow flies for ever? The arrow that has hit its mark.

Curiously enough, one cannot read a book; one can only reread it. A good reader, a major reader, and active and creative reader is a rereader.

I am sufficiently proud of my knowing something to be modest about my not knowing all.

in a sense, all poetry is positional: to try to express one's position in regard to the universe embraced by consciousness, is an immemorial urge. The arms of consciousness reach out and grope, and the longer they are the better. Tentacles, not wings, are Apollo's natural members.

I shall continue to exist. I may assume other disguises, other forms, but I shall try to exist.

And what is death, if not a face at peace - its artistic perfection.

Let the credulous and the vulgar continue to believe that all mental woes can be cured by a daily application of old Greek myths to their private parts.