Education, therefore, is a process of living and not a preparation for future living.
Without some goals and some efforts to reach it, no man can live.
I love form, but I’m not interested in forms. I’ve never written a sonnet or villanelle or sestina or any of that. For me, it’s a kind of line. It’s a rhythm. It’s something musical.
Nature is the mother and the habitat of man, even if sometimes a stepmother and an unfriendly home.
For the moment and for some time great events have been denied me, forward action not come my way.
Individual effort is almost relatively impossible to cope with the big problem of poverty as we see it.
If I live near a dancer or a painter, or a clarinet player comes from my neighborhood, I take some pleasure in that, feel a little more as if I come from someplace in particular.
Skepticism: the mark and even the pose of the educated mind.
The men who made the war were profuse in their praises of the man who kicked the P.M. out of his office and now degrades by his disloyal, dishonest and lying presence the greatest office in the State.
The last thing a young artist should do in poetry or any other field is think about what’s in style, what’s current, what are the trends. Think instead of what you like to read, what do you admire, what you like to listen to in music. What do you like to look at in architecture? Try to make a poem that has some of those qualities.