The Ant's A Centaur In His Dragon

The Apparition Of These Faces In The Crowd; Petals On A Wet Black Bough.

If The Individual, Or Heretic, Gets Hold Of Some Essential Truth, Or Sees Some Error In The System Being Practiced, He Commits So Many Marginal Errors Himself That He Is Worn Out Before He Can Establish His Point.

Poetry Is A Language Pared Down To Its Essentials.

No Man Understands A Deep Book Until He Has Seen And Lived At Least Part Of Its Contents.

There Are Few Things More Difficult Than To Appraise The Work Of A Man Suddenly Dead In His Youth; To Disentangle Promise From Achievement; To Save Him From That Sentimentalizing Which Confuses The Tragedy Of The Interruption With The Merit Of The Work Actually Performed.