A violent order is disorder; and a great disorder is an order. These two things are one.
The belief in poetry is a magnificent fury, or it is nothing.
Imagination...is the irrepressible revolutionist.
It is the sea that whitens the roof. The sea drifts through the winter air. It is the sea that the north wind makes. The sea is in the falling snow.
One's ignorance is one's chief asset.
It's not always easy to tell the difference between thinking and looking out of the window.