The poet is the priest of the invisible. >>
Nothing could be more inappropriate to American literature than its En >>
Poor, dear, silly Spring, preparing her annual surprise! >>
The young are permanently in a state resembling intoxication. >>
In America the young are always ready to give to those who are older t >>
Every youth owes it to himself and to the world to make the most possi >>
To be young is all there is in the world. They talk so beautifully about work and having a family and a home (and I do, too, sometimes) --but it's all worry and head-aches and respectable poverty and forced gushing. Telling people how nice it is, when, in reality, you would give all of your last thirty years for one of your first thirty. Old people are tremendous frauds.