Coffee In England Is Just Toasted Milk.

Poetry Is The Language In Which Man Explores His Own Amazement... Says Heaven And Earth In One Word... Speaks Of Himself And His Predicament As Though For The First Time.

Where In This Small-talking World Can I Find A Longitude With No Platitude?

Religion Has Made An Honest Woman Of The Supernatural, And We Won't Have It Kicking Over The Traces Again.

Poetry Has The Virtue Of Being Able To Say Twice As Much As Prose In Half The Time, And The Drawback, If You Do Not Give It Your Full Attention, Of Seeming To Say Half As Much In Twice The Time.

My Trouble Is I'm The Sort Of Writer Who Only Finds Out What He's Getting At By The Time He's Got To The End Of It.