I think that one possible definition of our modern culture is that it is one in which nine-tenths of our intellectuals can’t read any poetry.
I decided that Europeans and Americans are like men and women: they understand each other worse, and it matters less, than either of them suppose.
The people who live in a golden age usually go around complaining how yellow everything looks.
He thinks that Schiller and St Paul were just two Partisan Review editors.
In the United States, there one feels free… Except from the Americans – but every pearl has its oyster.
The blind date that has stood you up: your life.
To Americans, English manners are far more frightening than none at all.