I will show you fear in a handful of dust.

People exercise an unconscious selection in being influenced.

Poetry may make us from time to time a little more aware of the deeper, unnamed feelings which form the substratum of our being, to which we rarely penetrate.

The only wisdom we can hope to acquire is the wisdom of humility.

Time present and time past are both perhaps present in time future, and time future contained in time past.

The purpose of literature is to turn blood into ink.

To do the useful thing, to say the courageous thing, to contemplate the beautiful thing: that is enough for one man’s life.

You are the music while the music lasts.

Genuine poetry can communicate before it is understood.

Every moment is a fresh beginning.

Home is where one starts from.

The communication of the dead is tongued with fire beyond the language of the living.

I said to my soul, be still and wait without hope, for hope would be hope for the wrong thing; wait without love, for love would be love of the wrong thing; there is yet faith, but the faith and the love are all in the waiting.

Words strain, crack and sometimes break, under the burden, under the tension, slip, slide, perish, decay with imprecision, will not stay in place, will not stay still.

Hell is oneself, hell is alone, the other figures in it merely projections.

Teach us to care and not to care.

The greatest proof of our civilization is our distrust of it.

In my end is my beginning.

Immature poets imitate; mature poets steal.

We shall not cease from exploration, and the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started and know the place for the first time.

Only those who will risk going too far can possibly find out how far one can go.

I have measured out my life with coffee spoons.

April is the cruellest month.

This is the way the world ends, not with a bang but a whimper.

Do I dare disturb the universe?