Between labor and play stands work. A man is a worker if he is personally interested in the job which society pays him to do; whatfrom the point of view of society is necessary labor is from his point of view voluntary play. Whether a job is to be classified as labor or work depends, not on the job itself, but on the tastes of the individual who undertakes it. The difference does not, for example, coincide with the difference between a manual and a mental job; a gardener or a cobbler may be a worker, a bank clerk a laborer.

The words of a dead man are modified in the guts of the living.

No poet or novelist wishes he were the only one who ever lived, but most of them wish they were the only one alive, and quite a number fondly believe their wish has been granted.

Between friends differences in taste or opinion are irritating in direct proportion to their triviality.

Adjectives are the potbelly of poetry.

Recipe for the upbringing of a poet: 'As much neurosis as the child can bear.

You shall love your crooked neighbour, with your crooked heart.