Human Beings Need Unhappiness At Least As

Americans' Great And Secret Fear Is That America May Turn Out To Be A Phenomenon Rather Than A Civilization.

Nothing Creates Such Untruth In You As The Wish To Please.

I Think That One Is Constantly Startled By The Things That Appear Before You On The Page When You're Writing.

Poetry Has Been The Longest Pleasure Of My Life.

One Would Always Want To Think Of Oneself As Being On The Side Of Love, Ready To Recognize It And Wish It Well -but, When Confronted With It In Others, One So Often Resented It, Questioned Its True Nature, Secretly Dismissed The Particular Instance As Folly Or Promiscuity. Was It Merely Jealousy, Or A Reluctance To Admit So Noble And Enviable A Sentiment In Anyone But Oneself?