I Am Not Cruel, Only Truthful.

A Million Years Of Evolution, Eric Said Bitterly, And What Are We? Animals.

I Hate Technicolor. Everybody In A Technicolor Movie Seems To Feel Obliged To Wear A Lurid Costume In Each New Scene And To Stand Around Like A Clotheshorse With A Lot Of Very Green Trees Or Very Yellow Wheat Or Very Blue Ocean Rolling Away For Miles And Miles In Every Direction.

Compared With Me, A Tree Is Immortal.

I Had Been Alone More Than I Could Have Been Had I Gone By Myself.

For Me, Poetry Is An Evasion Of The Real Job Of Writing Prose.