One must read poetry with one's nerves.

Why should she give her bounty to the dead? What is divinity if it can come Only in silent shadows and in dreams?

Perhaps it is of more value to infuriate philosophers than to go along with them.

Life is not free from its forms.

To a large extent, the problems of poets are the problems of painters, and poets must often turn to the literature of painting for a discussion of their own problems.

I know noble accents And lucid, inescapable rhythms; But I know, too, That the blackbird is involved In what I know.

Death is the mother of Beauty; hence from her, alone, shall come fulfillment to our dreams and our desires.