The perfect type of the man of action is the suicide.

There is no comment on pictures but pictures, on music but music, on poems but poetry. If you do, you do. If you don't, you don't. And that's all there is to that.

The poem is a capsule where we wrap up our punishable secrets.

Danse Russe If I when my wife is sleeping and the baby and Kathleen are sleeping and the sun is a flame-white disc in silken mists above shining trees,-- if I in my north room dance naked, grotesquely before my mirror waving my shirt round my head and singing softly to myself: "I am lonely, lonely. I was born to be lonely, I am best so!" If I admire my arms, my face, my shoulders, flanks, buttocks against the yellow drawn shades,-- Who shall say I am not the happy genius of my household?

The better work men do is always done under stress and at great personal cost.

When I am alone I am happy.

There is nothing beginning nor end to the imagination but it delights in its own seasons reversing the usual order at will.