We live on the circumference of a hollow circle. We draw the circumference, like spiders, out of ourselves: it is all criticism of criticism.

Art indeed is a term referring to the social source and to the social utility of creative acts.

If you find something to tell, tell it to your truest, though that make little to tell; the truer you speak, the more you will know to tell.

I believe that misconceptions about oneself that one does not correct where possible act as a bad magic.

Poetry brings all possible experience to the same degree: a degree in the consciousness beyond which the consciousness itself cannot go.

The end of poetry is not to create a physical condition which shall give pleasure to the mind... The end of poetry is not an after-effect, not a pleasurable memory of itself, but an immediate, constant and even unpleasant insistence upon itself.