Supreme art is a traditional statement of certain heroic and religious truth, passed on from age to age, modified by individual genius, but never abandoned.

A line will take us hours maybe; Yet if it does not seem a moment's thought, our stitching and unstitching has been naught.

We poets would die of loneliness but for women, and we choose our men friends that we may have somebody to talk about women with. Letter to Olivia Shakespeare, 1936

There is another world, but it is in this one.

The only enemy of innocence and beauty is time.

We taste and feel and see the truth. We do not reason ourselves into it.

Whence had they come The hand and lash that beat down frigid Rome? What sacred drama through her body heaved When world-transforming Charlemagne was conceived?