Thank God for books as an alternative to conversation.
All that we are not stares back at what we are.
Few people take an interest in Iceland, but in those few the interest is passionate.
It's better to say, 'I'm suffering,' than to say, 'This landscape is ugly.
Every poet has his dream reader: mine keeps a look out for curious prosodic fauna like bacchics and choriambs.
To me Art's subject is the human clay, / And landscape but a background to a torso; / All Cezanne's apples I would give away / For one small Goya or a Daumier.