Red lips are not so red as the stained stones kissed by the English dead.
The war affects me less than it ought. But I can do no service to anybody by agitating for news or making dole over the slaughter.
All a poet can do today is warn.
I was a boy when I first realized that the fullest life liveable was a Poet's
I am only conscious of any satisfaction in Scientific Reading or thinking when it rounds off into a poetical generality and vagueness.
When I begin to eliminate from the list all those professions which are impossible from a financial point of view and then those which I feel disinclined to-it leaves nothing