Occupation: Poet Birth: December 8, 1913 Death: July 31, 1994
there is no gaiety as gay as the gaiety of grief..
[On journalists:] They are the scavengers of society who, possessing no guts of their own, tear out the guts of celebrities. They have the sycophanti….
none of what I know is out of books. ... I prefer tactual learning. Touching, on the quick of the sore nail, of present, mobile life. To toy, to gnaw….
Anybody who thinks there is any vague chance of adult exchange with a child is up the spout; and would be much less disappointed if they recognized t….
Jealousy is the lifelong noose hanging about the neck of love..
If happiness comes at all: which is by no means prearranged; it comes by the way, while you are seeking for something else. Something outside yoursel….
[On journalists:] ... however lyingly libellous they may be: nobody can seriously hurt the reputation of a Great person. If he is hurt: he is not Gre….
But the true evil of drink lies in the disillusion: that the initial pleasure very soon evaporates, leaving a demoralizing craving for more, which is….
I am unable, mentally incapable, of relating the dead thing, the broken body refusing to divulge why or where the occupant has gone, to the thing tha….
money ... is only important when you have none; and though it may not be everything, it goes a very long way towards blocking up the winter draft of ….
Fearful as reality is, it is less fearful than evasions of reality. Look steadfastly into the slit, pinpointed malignant eyes of reality as an old-ha….
I don't trust sentimentality in men; it goes with tyranny; you can't have one without the other..
There is a brotherliness about a drinking person, which is coldly lacking in the straight and narrow enemies of drink; the difference between the two….
anybody who drinks seriously is poor: so poor, poor, extra poor, me..
Anyone who has attempted to create knows the hellishness of it, which consists in the final inescapability from it. Knows that anything, however dead….