I don't really feel my poems are mine at all. I didn't create them out of nothing. I owe them to my relations with other people.
What we now call 'finance' is, I hold, an intellectual perversion of what began as warm human love.
One gets to the heart of the matter by a series of experiences in the same pattern, but in different colors.
Marriage, like money, is still with us; and, like money, progressively devalued.
A well chosen anthology is a complete dispensary of medicine for the more common mental disorders, and may be used as much for prevention as cure.
About this business of being a gentleman: I paid so heavily for the fourteen years of my gentleman’s education that I feel entitled, now and then, to get some sort of return.