If Art Is Not To Be Life-enhancing,

How Unnatural The Imposed View, Imposed By A Puritanical Ethos, That Passionate Love Belongs Only To The Young, That People Are Dead From The Neck Down By The Time They Are Forty, And That Any Deep Feeling, Any Passion After That Age, Is Either Ludicrous Or Revolting!

Absence Becomes The Greatest Presence.

True Gardeners Cannot Bear A Glove Between The Sure Touch And The Tender Root.

Each New Poem Is Partly Propelled By The Formal Energies Of All The Poems That Have Preceded It In The History Of Literature.

Letters Are So Much Easier Than Living. One Can Give One's Best.