Why not be oneself? That is the whole secret of a successful appearance. If one is a greyhound, why try to look like a Pekingese?
Poetry is the deification of reality.
My personal hobbies are reading, listening to music, and silence.
I am one of those unhappy persons who inspire bores to the greatest flights of art.
I have taken this step because I want the discipline, the fire and the authority of the Church. I am hopelessly unworthy of it, but I hope to become worthy.
I am not eccentric. It’s just that I am more alive than most people. I am an unpopular electric eel set in a pond of goldfish.
The aim of flattery is to soothe and encourage us by assuring us of the truth of an opinion we have already formed about ourselves.
Eccentricity is not, as dull people would have us believe, a form of madness. It is often a kind of innocent pride, and the man of genius and the aristocrat are frequently regarded as eccentrics because genius and aristocrat are entirely unafraid of and uninfluenced by the opinions and vagaries of the crowd.
I’m not the man to balk at a low smell, I not the man to insist on asphodel. This sounds like a He-fellow, don’t you think? It sounds like that. I belch, I bawl, I drink.
It is hardly respectable to be good nowadays.
Winter is the time for comfort, for good food and warmth, for the touch of a friendly hand and for a talk beside the fire: it is the time for home.
Wondering Whom to Read Next?
- T. S. Eliot American-born British Poet
- A. E. Housman English Scholar, Poet
- Alfred, Lord Tennyson British Poet
- Coventry Patmore English Poet
- John Dryden English Poet
- Agatha Christie British Novelist
- Beryl Bainbridge British Novelist
- Francis Thompson English Poet
- Alexander Pope English Poet
- Anne Bradstreet American Poet