“As human beings weve certainly suffered the loss of awe, the loss of sacredness, and the loss of the fact that were not here were not put on earth to shape it anyway we want... You want something t...”

“Who is the man who can speak to the strong?Where is the fool who can talk to the wise?Men who are dead now have learnt this long,Bitter is wisdom that fails when it tries.”

“But drunkenly, or secretly, we swore,Disciples of that astigmatic saint,That we would never leave the islandUntil we had put down, in paint, in words,As palmists learn the network of a hand,All of ...”

“Let them run ahead. Then Ill have good reason for shooting them down. Sharpeville? Attempting to escape. Attempting to escape from the prison of their lives. Thats the most dangerous crime. It brin...”

“Who with the Devil tries to play fair,weaves the net of his own despair.Oh, smile; whats a house between drunkards?”

“In the Village IIIWho has removed the typewriter from my desk,so that I am a musician without his pianowith emptiness ahead as clear and grotesqueas another spring? My veins bud, and I am sofull of...”

“Im not a woman you bring home to Mother, pick out china patterns with, or Mary forefend, breed. Ive seen a chunk of the universe, true, but theres still so much more to see. I doubt Ill ever cure t...”

“My hope, my heaven, my trust must be,My gentle guide, in following thee.”

“Amory took to writing poetry on spring afternoons, in the gardens of the big estates near Princeton, while swans made effective atmosphere in the artificial pools, and slow clouds sailed harmonious...”