Great literature is simply language charged with meaning to the utmost possible degree.
Utter originality is of course out of the question.
Winter is icummen in,Lhude sing Goddamm,Raineth drop and staineth slopAnd how the wind doth ramm!Sing: Goddamm.Skiddeth bus and sloppeth us,An ague hath my ham.Freezeth river, turneth liverDamn you, s...
The Garden En robe de parade. - SamainLike a skein of loose silk blown against a wallShe walks by the railing of a path in Kensington Gardens,And she is dying piece-mealof a sort of emotional anaemia....
A man of genius has a right to any mode of expression.
Two mystic states can be dissociated: the ecstatic-beneficent-and-benevolent, contemplation of the divine love, the divine splendour with goodwill toward others.And the bestial, namely the fanatical,...
Good art however 'immoral' is wholly a thing of virtue. Good art can NOT be immoral. By good art I mean art that bears true witness, I mean the art that is most precise.
This is no book. Whoever touches this touches a man.
Literature is news that stays news.
If I could believe the Quakers banned music because church music is so damn bad, I should view them with approval.
I once saw a small child go to an electric light switch as say, "Mamma, can I open the light?" She was using the age-old language of exploration, the language of art. It was a sort of metaphor, but sh...
Great Literature is simply language charged to the utmost with meaning
And New York is the most beautiful city in the world? It is not far from it. No urban night is like the night there... Squares after squares of flame, set up and cut into the aether. Here is our poetr...
With one day's reading a man may have the key in his hands.
No man understands a deep book until he has seen and lived at least part of its contents.
I could I trust starve like a gentleman. It's listed as part of the poetic training, you know.
The individual cannot think and communicate his thought, the governor and legislator cannot act effectively or frame his laws without words, and the solidity and validity of these words is in the care...
Listen to me, attend me!And I will breathe into thee a soul,And thou shalt live for ever.
L'artGreen arsenic smeared on an egg-white cloth, Crushed strawberries! Come, let us feast our eyes.
Artists are the antennae of the race but the bullet-headed many will never learn to trust the great artists.