Whatever The Soul Knows How

Nature Seems To Have Poured Forth Her Riches So Without Calculation, Merely To Mark The Fullness Of Her Joy.

The Critic ... Should Be Not Merely A Poet, Not Merely A Philosopher, Not Merely An Observer, But Tempered Of All Three.

There Are Noble Books But One Wants The Breath Of Life Sometimes.

As To Marriage, I Think The Intercourse Of Heart And Mind May Be Fully Enjoyed Without Entering Into This Partnership Of Daily Life.

I Am 'too Fiery'... Yet I Wish To Be Seen As I Am And I Would Lose All Rather Than Soften Away Anything.