At All Events There Is In Brooklyn

When You Take My Time, You Take Something I Had Meant To Use.

Revision Is Its Own Reward.

Camels Are Snobbish And Sheep, Unintelligent; Water Buffaloes, Neurasthenic-- Even Murderous. Reindeer Seem Over-serious.

... Imaginary Gardens With Real Toads In Them ... ... If You Demand On One Hand, The Raw Material Of Poetry In All Its Rawness And That Which Is On The Other Hand Genuine, Then You Are Interested In Poetry.

It Is In General True That In Order To Create Works Of Art One Has To Have Leisure. On The Other Hand I Think That One Needs To Experience Resistance In A Practical Sense, And Even That Which Is Poignant To Bring Out What Makes Easy Reading For Others. Too Much Deprivation Of Course, Means Death.