Learn of the green world what can be thy place In scaled invention or true artistry

The act of bell ringing is symbolic of all proselytizing religions. It implies the pointless interference with the quiet of other people.

The Image is more than an idea. It is a vortex or cluster of fused ideas and is endowed with energy.

Genius... is the capacity to see ten things where the ordinary man sees one.

Colloquial poetry is to the real art as the barber's wax dummy is to sculpture.

The technique of infamy is to start two lies at once and get people arguing heatedly over which is the truth.

As a bathtub lined with white porcelain, When the hot water gives out or goes tepid, So is the slow cooling of our chivalrous passion, O my much praised but-not-altogether-satisfactory lady.

The ant's a centaur in his dragon world.

All great art is born of the metropolis.

'Tis the white stag, Fame, we're a-hunting, bid the world's hounds come to horn!

What matters is not the idea a man holds, but the depth at which he holds it.

Accidents happen. Our bones shatter, our skin splits, our hearts break. We burn, we drown, we stay alive.

. . . what is thought now, and held to be universal truth, was not thought then, or true of that time.

Your heart will always go where your mind wanders.

There is no elegance in this existence, nor grace in our lives. There is nothing poetic about feasting on blood that spills from torn flesh...

Why don't you start believing that no matter what you have or haven't done, that your best days are still out in front of you.

I weep at everything.

The appetite for silence is seldom an acquired taste.

Individual records are nice to get, but before the season starts, you want to play to win the Stanley Cup!

Like most teachers, I'm just another sower of seeds.

I love writing fiction because I can totally lose myself and I get to make up the rules of the world that I'm writing.