Even The Human Heart Is Slightly Left

We Have To Look At The Figures Of Speech A Writer Uses, His Images And Symbols, To Realize That Underneath All The Complexity Of Human Life That Uneasy Stare At An Alien Nature Is Still Haunting Us, And The Problem Of Surmounting It Still With Us.

The Book Of Revelation, Difficult As It May Be For "literalists," Becomes Much Simpler When We Read It Typologically, As A Mosiac Of Allusions To Old Testament Prophecy.

Literature As A Whole Is Not An Aggregate Of Exhibits With Red And Blue Ribbons Attached To Them, Like A Cat-show, But The Range Of Articulate Human Imagination As It Extends From The Height Of Imaginative Heaven To The Depth Of Imaginative Hell.

The Twentieth Century Saw An Amazing Development Of Scholarship And Criticism In The Humanities, Carried Out By People Who Were More Intelligent, Better Trained, Had More Languages, Had A Better Sense Of Proportion, And Were Infinitely More Accurate Scholars And Competent Professional Men Than I. I Had Genius. No One Else In The Field Known To Me Had Quite That.

The Poet, However, Uses These Two Crude, Primitive, Archaic Forms Of Thought (simile And Metaphor) In The Most Uninhibited Way, Because His Job Is Not To Describe Nature, But To Show You A World Completely Absorbed And Possessed By The Human Mind.