“Use no word that under stress of emotion you could not actually say.”

Poetry is a very complex art, It is an art of pure sound bound in through an art of arbitrary and conventional symbols.

The only thing one can give an artist is leisure in which to work. To give an artist leisure is actually to take part in his creation.

The real trouble with war (modern war) is that it gives no one a chance to kill the right people.

The Image is more than an idea. It is a vortex or cluster of fused ideas and is endowed with energy.

It doesn’t matter which leg of your table you make first, so long as the table has four legs and will stand up solidly when you have finished it.

Liberty is not a right but a duty.

Humanity is the rich effluvium, it is the waste and the manure and the soil, and from it grows the tree of the arts.

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.

The art of letters will come to an end before A.D. 2000. I shall survive as a curiosity.

I would hold the rosy, slender fingers of the dawn for you.

Any damn fool can be spontaneous.

A civilized man is one who will give a serious answer to a serious question. Civilization itself is a certain sane balance of values.

Wars in old times were made to get slaves. The modern implement of imposing slavery is debt.

Seems fairly clear that you fix a breed by LIMITING the amount of alien infiltration. You make a race by homogeneity and by avoiding in breeding, No argument has ever been sprouted against it. You like it in dogs and horses.

USURY is the cancer of the world, which only the surgeon’s knife of Fascism can cut out of the life of the nations.

When words cease to cling close to things, kingdoms fall, empires wane and diminish.

Words should be an intense pleasure just as leather should be to a shoemaker.

He knew only that his child was his warrant. He said: If he is not the word of God God never spoke.

I said there was a society of men among us, bred up from their youth in the art of proving by words multiplied for the purpose, that white is black, and black is white, according as they are paid. To this society all the rest of the people are as slaves.

To know and feel all this and not have the words to express it makes a human a grave of his own thoughts.

Words are but wind; and learning is nothing but words; ergo, learning is nothing but wind.

Spirituality helps develop good character. It is character that shines bright when words fail to do so.

I have learned to use the word ‘impossible’ with the greatest caution.

Give me the right word and the right accent and I will move the world.