As life grows more terrible, its literature grows more terrible.
I was the world in which I walked.
A poem need not have a meaning and like most things in nature often does not have.
The poem must resist the intelligence almost successfully.
Nothing could be more inappropriate to American literature than its English source since the Americans are not British in sensibility.
Union of the weakest develops strength not wisdom. Can all men, together, avenge one of the leaves that have fallen in autumn? But the wise man avenges by building his city in snow.