What is the special privilege of youth? It is, I think, the power of looking forward, the firm belief that the future holds something that is worth possessing, and that, therefore, one can let the present moment drop from one without regret and without fear.
I may say that I think greed about poetry is the only permissible greed - it is, indeed, unavoidable.
When we think of cruelty, we must try to remember the stupidity, the envy, the frustration from which it has arisen.
I'm not the man to balk at a low smell, I not the man to insist on asphodel. This sounds like a He-fellow, don't you think? It sounds like that. I belch, I bawl, I drink.
I have often wished I had time to cultivate modesty... but I am too busy thinking about myself.