It is quite cruel that a poet cannot wander through his regions of enchantment without having a critic, forever, like the old man of the sea, upon his back.
My father used to say superior people never make long visits.
Poetry is the art of creating imaginary gardens with real toads.
Impatience is the mark of independence, not of bondage.
As contagion of sickness makes sickness, contagion of trust can make trust.
When one cannot appraise out of one's own experience, the temptation to blunder is minimized, but even when one can, appraisal seems chiefly useful as appraisal of the appraiser.