The most exciting rhythms seem unexpected and complex, the most beautiful melodies simple and inevitable.
W. H. AudenBeauty, midnight, vision dies: Let the winds of dawn that blow Softly round your dreaming head Such a day of welcome show Eye and knocking heart may bless, Find our mortal world enough; Noons of dryness find you fed By the involuntary powers, Nights of insult let you pass Watched by every human love.
W. H. AudenI think the first prerequisite to civilization is an ability to make polite conversation.
W. H. Auden