Sleepy-head Is No Longer Aroused By Tragic

Doubt Is Long-winded. Certainty Is Brief.

I Am Now Old Enough To Make Common Cause With My Predecessors Against My Successors.

When Poets Go Off The Boil, They Sound Like Bumble Bees; When Critics Do, They Sound Like Sewing Machines.

Theory Now: Concern For Truth Must Not Hobble Our Discussion.

The Sentimental Want To Be Thrilled By Everything.