Presentation, not reference.
I should consent to breed under pressure, if I were convinced in any way of the reasonableness of reproducing the species. But my nerves and the nerves of any woman I could live with three months, would produce only a victim... lacking in impulse, a mere bundle of discriminations. If I were wealthy I might subsidize a stud of young peasants, or a tribal group in Tahiti.
See, they return; ah, see the tentative Movements, and the slow feet, The trouble in the pace and the uncertain Wavering! See, they return, one, and by one, With fear, as half-awakened; As if the snow should hesitate And murmur in the wind, and half turn back.
Your mind and you are our Sargasso Sea.
Usura slayeth the child in the womb It stayeth the young man's courting It hath brought palsey to bed, lyeth between the young bride and her bridegroom
That text is known to them that have the patience to read it, possibly one one-hundredth of one percent of the denizens. They forget it, all save a few Western states. I think somebody in Dakota once read it. The Constitution.
Almost any fool can paint an academy picture, and any imbecile can shoot off a Kodak.
Go to the adolescent who are smothered in family-- Oh how hideous it is To see three generations of one house gathered together! It is like an old tree with shoots, And with some branches rotted and falling.
No picture is made to endure nor to live with but it is made to sell and sell quickly with usura, sin against nature, is thy bread ever more of stale rags is thy bread dry as paper.
The thought of what America would be like If the Classics had a wide circulation Troubles my sleep (Cantico del Sole)
Art is to be admired rather than explained. The jargon of these sculptors is beyond me. I do not precisely know why I admire a green granite, female, apparently pregnant monster with one eye going around a square corner.
What counts is the cultural level
The book shd. be a ball of light in one's hand.
install me in any profession Save this damn'd profession of writing, where one needs one's brains all the time.
Poetry is about as much a 'criticism of life' as red-hot iron is a criticism of fire.
Somebody said that I am the last American living the tragedy of Europe.
But the one thing you should. not do is to suppose that when something is wrong with the arts, it is wrong with the arts ONLY.
I once saw a small child go to an electric light switch as say, Mamma, can I open the light? She was using the age-old language of exploration, the language of art.
My pawing over the ancients and semi-ancients has been one struggle to find out what has been done, once and for all, better than it can ever be done again, and to find out what remains for us to do, and plenty does remain, for if we still feel the same emotions as those who launched a thousand ships, it is quite certain that we came on these feelings differently, through different nuances, by different intellectual gradations. Each age has its own abounding gifts yet only some ages transmute them into matters of duration.
where the dead walked and the living were made of cardboard.
There is no topicmore soporific and generally boring than the topic of Ireland as Ireland, as a nation.
Allow me to say that I would long since have committed suicide had desisting made me a professor of Latin.
I dunno what my 23 infantile years in America signify. I left as soon as motion was autarchic -- I mean my motion.
I could I trust starve like a gentleman. It's listed as part of the poetic training, you know.
Yet the companions of the Muses will keep their collective nose in my books And weary with historical data, they will turn to my dance tune.
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