Blessed be all metrical rules that forbid automatic responses, force us to have second thoughts, free us from the fetters of Self.

Some writers confuse authenticity, which they ought always to aim at, with originality, which they should never bother about.

Like everything which is not the involuntary result of fleeting emotion but the creation of time and will, any marriage, happy or unhappy, is infinitely more interesting than any romance, however passionate.

One cannot walk through an assembly factory and not feel that one is in Hell.

Even the dreadful martyrdom must run its course Anyhow in a corner, some untidy spot Where the dogs go on with their doggy life

Soft as the earth is mankind and both need to be altered.

The sky is darkening like a stain Something is going to fall like rain And it won't be flowers