I should have been a pair of ragged claws/ Scuttling across the floors of silent seas.
The Pekes and the Pollicles, everyone knows, Are proud and implacable, passionate foes; It is always the same, wherever one goes. And the Pugs and the Poms, although most people say that they do not like fighting, will often display Every symptom of wanting to join in the fray. And they Bark bark bark bark bark bark Until you can hear them all over the park.
the ordinary man's experience is chaotic, irregular, fragmentary. [He] falls in love or reads Spinoza, and these two experiences have nothing to do with each other, or with the noise of the typewriter, or the smell of cooking; in the mind of the poet these experiences are always forming new wholes
Thus with most careful devotion Thus with precise attention To detail, interfering preparation Of that which is already prepared Men lighten the knot of confusion Into perfect misunderstanding, Reflecting a pocket-torch of observation.
The difference between being an elder statesman And posing successfully as an elder statesman Is practically negligible.
Now that the lilacs are in bloom She has a bowl of lilacs in her room
Macavity, Macavity, there's no one like Macavity, there never was a cat of such deceitfulness and sauvity.
I grow old … I grow old … I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled.
I can connect Nothing with nothing
I say to you: Make perfect your will. / I say: take no thought of the harvest, / But only of proper sowing.
We ask only to be reassured About the noises in the cellar And the window that should not have been open
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