Gratitude Is The Most Exquisite Form Of

That Is Why I Think, In Defiance Of Plato, That There Is At Once Error And Vulgarity In Saying That Poetry Is A Lie, Except In The Sense That Cocteau Wrote One Day: I Am A Lie Who Always Tells The Truth. The Only Poetry Which Lies Purely And Simply Is Academic, Pseudo-classical, Conceptually Repetitive Poetry, And It Is Not Poetry.

Christianity Taught Men That Love Is Worth More Than Intelligence.

Every Work Of Art Reaches Man In His Inner Powers. It Reaches Him More Profoundly And Insidiously Than Any Rational Proposition, Either Cogent Demonstration Or Sophistry. For It Strikes Him With Two Terrible Weapons, Intuition And Beauty, And At The Single Root In Him Of All His Energies... Art And Poetry Awaken The Dreams Of Man, And His Longings, And Reveal To Him Some Of The Abysses He Has In Himself.

Not Only Does The Democratic State Of Mind Stem From The Inspiration Of The Gospel, But It Cannot Exist Without It.

When One's Function Is To Teach The Loftiest Wisdom, It Is Difficult To Resist The Temptation To Believe That Until You Have Spoken, Nothing Has Been Said.