God is gracious to some very peculiar people.
Just as my fingers on these keys make music, so the self-same sounds on my spirit make a music too.
Imagination is the will of things. . . .
Reality is not what it is. It consists of the many realities which it can be made into.
The point of vision and desire are the same.
In poetry, you must love the words, the ideas and the images and rhythms with all your capacity to love anything at all.