I cannot believe that the inscrutable universe turns on an axis of suffering surely the strange beauty of the world must somewhere rest on pure joy
Innocence of heart and violence of feeling are necessary in any kind of superior achievement: The arts cannot exist without them.
Your work is carved out of agony as a statue is carved out of marble.
The Initial Mystery that attends any journey is: how did the traveler reach his starting point in the first place?
Come, drunks and drug-takers; come perverts unnerved!Receive the laurel, given, though late, on merit; to whom and wherever deserved.Parochial punks, trimmers, nice people, joiners true-blue,Get the hell out of the way of the laurel. It is deathless And it isn't for you.
The intellectual is a middle-class product; if he is not born into the class he must soon insert himself into it, in order to exist. He is the fine nervous flower of the bourgeoisie.
Because language is the carrier of ideas, it is easy to believe that it should be very little else than such a carrier.
No more pronouncements on lousy verse. No more hidden competition. No more struggling not to be a square.