Say this city has ten million souls, Some are living in mansions, some are living in holes: Yet thereโs no place for us, my dear, yet thereโs no place for us.
W. H. AudenA poet, qua poet, has only one political duty, namely, in his own writing to set an example of the correct use of his mother tongue, which is always being corrupted. When words lose their meaning, physical force takes over.
W. H. Auden