Kill if you must, but never hate: Man is but grass and hate is blight, The sun will scorch you soon or late, Die wholesome then, since you must fight.

New beginnings and new shoots Spring again from hidden roots Pull or stab or cut or burn, Love must ever yet return..

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..

This seems to me a philosophical question, and therefore irrelevant, question. A poet's destiny is to love..

A perfect poem is impossible. Once it had been written, the world would end. Immature poets imitate; mature poets steal..

If I were a girl, I'd despair. The supply of good women far exceeds that of the men who deserve them..

She told me that all the girls in Annezin prayed every night for the war to end and for the English to go away as soon as their money was spent. She ….

Love without hope, as when the young bird-catcher Swept off his tall hat to the Squire's own daughter, So let the imprisoned larks escape and fly Sin….

When I'm killed, don't think of me Buried there in Cambrin Wood, Nor as in Zion think of me With the Intolerable Good. And there's one thing that I k….

To know only one thing well is to have a barbaric mind: civilization implies the graceful relation of all varieties of experience to a central humane….

There is one story and one story only..

Anthropologists are a connecting link between poets and scientists; though their field-work among primitive peoples has often made them forget the la….

One smile relieves a heart that grieves..

The difference between prose logic and poetic thought is simple. The logician uses words as a builder uses bricks, for the unemotional deadness of hi….

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..

Never use the word 'audience.' The very idea of a public, unless the poet is writing for money, seems wrong to me. Poets don't have an 'audience'. Th….

Love is a universal migraine. A bright stain on the vision, Blotting out reason..

I have done many impious things--no great ruler can do otherwise. I have put the good of the Empire before all human considerations. To keep the Empi….

Nine-tenths of English poetic literature is the result either of vulgar careerism or of a poet trying to keep his hand in. Most poets are dead by the….

Where nature with accustomed round Sweeps and garnishes the ground With kindly beauty, warm or cold Alternate seasons never old: Heathen, how furious….

Faults in English prose derive not so much from lack of knowledge, intelligence or art as from lack of thought, patience or goodwill..