Some books are undeservedly forgotten; none are undeservedly remembered.
I smell blood and an era of prominent madmen.
When words lose their meaning, physical force takes over.
Some writers confuse authenticity, which they ought always to aim at, with originality, which they should never bother about.
Language is the mother, not the handmaiden, of thought; words will tell you things you never thought or felt before.
In the eyes of others a man is a poet if he has written one good poem. In his own he is only a poet at the moment when he is making his last revision to a new poem. The moment before, he was still only a potential poet; the moment after, he is a man who has ceased to write poetry, perhaps forever.