Though lovers be lost love shall not.
Do not go gentle into that good night but rage, rage against the dying of the light.
I went on all over the States, ranting poems to enthusiastic audiences that, the week before, had been equally enthusiastic about lectures on Railway Development or the Modern Turkish Essay.
There is only one position for an artist anywhere; and that is upright.
Whatever talents I possess may suddenly diminish or suddenly increase. I can with ease become an ordinary fool. I may be one now. But it doesn't do to upset one's own vanity.