What can any of us do with his talent but try to develop his vision, so that through frequent failures we may learn better what we have missed in the past.

You lethargic, waiting upon me, waiting for the fire and I attendant upon you, shaken by your beauty Shaken by your beauty Shaken.

Poets are damned but they are not blind, they see with the eyes of angels.

The American idiom has much to offer us that the English language has never heard of

As birds' wings beat the solid air without which none could fly so words freed by the imagination affirm reality by their flight.

What "love" is I don't know if it's not the response of our deepest natures to one another.

To refine, to clarify, to intensify that eternal moment in which we alone live there is but a single force the imagination.