Poetry Is About As Much A 'criticism

Utter Originality Is, Of Course, Out Of The Question.

You Have Been Second Always. Tragical? No. You Preferred It To The Usual Thing: One Dull Man, Dulling And Uxorious, One Average Mind- With One Thought Less, Each Year.

I Consider Criticism Merely A Preliminary Excitement, A Statement Of Things A Writer Has To Clear Up In His Own Head Sometime Or Other, Probably Antecedent To Writing; Of No Value Unless It Come To Fruit In The Created Work Later.

Technique Is The Test Of Sincerity.

Compose In The Sequence Of The Musical Phrase, Not In Sequence Of A Metronome.