At The Worst, A House Unkept Cannot

When I Have Eaten Mangoes, I Have Felt Like Eve.

Cranks Live By Theory, Not By Pure Desire. They Want Votes, Peace, Nuts, Liberty, And Spinning-looms Not Because They Love These Things, As A Child Loves Jam, But Because They Think They Ought To Have Them. That Is One Element Which Makes The Crank.

Nothing, Perhaps, Is Strange, Once You Have Accepted Life Itself, The Great Strange Business Which Includes All Lesser Strangeness.

Why Is Humanity So Excessive In The Way It Does Things? The Golden Mean Seems Out Of Fashion.

The Poet Has To Make A Synthesis Out Of The Moral Life Of Our Time, And This Life Is Lived At This Moment On A Political Plane.