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I Have Heard The Mermaids Singing, Each To Each. I Do Not Think That They Will Sing To Me.

Talent Imitates, Genius Steals.

Anxiety Is The Hand Maiden Of Creativity.

If You Will Not Have God (and He Is A Jealous God), You Should Pay Your Respects To Hitler Or Stalin.

I Think It Was Rather An Advantage Not Having Any Living Poets In England Or America In Whom One Took Any Particular Interest. I Don't Know What It Would Be Like But I Think It Would Be A Rather Troublesome Distraction To Have Such A Lot Of Dominating Presences, As You Call Them, About. Fortunately We Weren't Bothered By Each Other.