You've achieved success in your field when you don't know whether what you're doing is work or play.
A poem is no place for an idea.
What other dungeon is so dark as one's own heart! What jailer so inexorable as one's self!
A minute's success pays the failure of years.
In an industrial society which confuses work and productivity, the necessity of producing has always been an enemy of the desire to create.
It's never just a game when you're winning.
Books...are like lobster shells, we surround ourselves with 'em, then we grow out of 'em and leave 'em behind, as evidence of our earlier stages of development.