Here Between The Hither And The Farther

Poetry Is Not A Turning Loose Of Emotion, But An Escape From Emotion; It Is Not The Expression Of Personality, But An Escape From Personality. But, Of Course, Only Those Who Have Personality And Emotions Know What It Means To Want To Escape From These Things.

Artistic Inevitability Lies In The Complete Adequacy Of The External To The Emotion.

Time Past And Time Future What Might Have Been And What Has Been Point To One End, Which Is Always Present.

After Such Knowledge, What Forgiveness?

We Have All Our Private Terrors, Our Particular Shadows, Our Secret Fears. We Are Afraid In A Fear Which We Cannot Face, Which None Understands, And Our Hearts Are Torn From Us, Our Brains Unskinned Like The Layers Of An Onion, Ourselves The Last.