War: a massacre of people who don't know each other for the profit of people who know each other but don't massacre each other.
A bad poem is one that vanishes into meaning.
Thought must be hidden in the verse like nutritional virtue in a fruit.
If what has happened in the one person were communicated directly to the other, all art would collapse, all the effects of art would disappear.
A poet's work consists less in seeking words for his ideas than in seeking ideas for his words and predominant rhythms.
The power of verse stems from an indefinable harmony between when it says and what it is.
