Poetry may make us from time to time a little more aware of the deeper, unnamed feelings which form the substratum of our being, to which we rarely penetrate; for our lives are mostly a constant evasion of ourselves.
“I think there's a form of honesty, because I used to be very honest with the press, and then it backfired on me, and I understood it.”
“The belief of our Reason is an Exercise of Faith, and Faith is an Act of Reason.”