No one is a poet from eight to twelve and from two to six. Whoever is a poet is one always, and continually assaulted by poetry.

All poetry is difficult to read, The sense of it is, anyhow.

Nothing so difficult as a beginning In poesy, unless perhaps the end.

Who forgives the Seniors ceaseless verse, Whose hairs grow hoary as his rhymes grow worse?

I can never get people to understand that poetry is the expression of excited passion, and that there is no such thing as a life of passion any more than a continuous earthquake, or an eternal fever. Besides who would ever shave themselves in such a state?

Wise poets that wrapt Truth in tales, Knew her themselves through all her veils.

How does the poet speak to men with power, but by being still more a man than they?

Would you be a poet Before you've been to school? Ah, well! I hardly thought you So absolute a fool.

Prose,-words in their best order; poetry,-the best words in their best order.

Poetry does not necessarily have to be beautiful to stick in the depths of our memory, there to occupy most mischievously the place doomed to invasion by certain melodies which, however blameworthy, can never be expunged.