There Are No Habits Of Man More

There Are No Habits Of Man More Alien To The Doctrine Of The Communist Than Those Of The Collector

It Is The Mass The Matters.

It Is The Mass That Matters.

That Great Dust-heap Called 'history'.

Poetry Should Be Vital--either Stirring Our Blood By Its Divine Movements Or Snatching Our Breath By Its Divine Perfection. To Do Both Is Supreme Glory, To Do Either Is Enduring Fame.