Style is not something applied. It is something that permeates. It is of the nature of that in which it is found, whether the poem, the manner of a god, the bearing of a man. It is not a dress.

The imagination is man's power over nature.

One must read poetry with one's nerves.

The river is moving. The blackbird must be flying.

The fire burns as the novel taught it how.

Thought is an infection. In the case of certain thoughts, it becomes an epidemic.

Success as a result of industry is a peasant's ideal.