[history Is] That Terrible Mill

The Poet Speaks To All Men Of That Other Life Of Theirs That They Have Smothered And Forgotten.

Rhythm Is One Of The Principal Translators Between Dream And Reality.

The Child And The Great Artist -- These Alone Receive The Sensation Fresh As It Was At The Beginning Of The World.

If One Is A Greyhound, Why Try To Look Like A Pekingese?

The Poet Is The Complete Lover Of Mankind.