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She may very well pass for forty-three

The meaning doesn’t matter if it’s only idle chatter of a transcendental kind.

If you’re anxious for to shine in the high

There’s a fascination frantic

There’s a fascination frantic

On a tree by a river a little tom-tit

Merely corroborative detail, intended to give artistic verisimilitude to an otherwise bald and unconvincing narrative.

Merely corroborative detail, intended to give artistic verisimilitude to an otherwise bald and unconvincing narrative.

A wandering minstrel I—

Hugo—alas!

Anger is one of the sinews of the soul.

Light (God’s eldest daughter) is a principal beauty in building.

Poetry is what is lost in translation. It is also what is lost in interpretation.

I’d as soon write free verse as play tennis with the net down.

Poetry is a way of taking life by the throat.

We dance round in a ring and suppose,

Most of the change we think we see in life

Some are weather-wise, some are otherwise.

Madame Bovary, c’est moi.

Books are made not like children but like pyramids … and they’re just as useless! and they stay in the desert! … Jackals piss at their foot and the bourgeois climb up on them.

Books are made not like children but like pyramids … and they’re just as useless! and they stay in the desert! … Jackals piss at their foot and the bourgeois climb up on them.

Poetry is a subject as precise as geometry.

Human speech is like a cracked kettle on which we tap crude rhythms for bears to dance to, while we long to make music that will melt the stars.

Human speech is like a cracked kettle on which we tap crude rhythms for bears to dance to, while we long to make music that will melt the stars.