For awhile after you quit Keats all other poetry seems to be only whistling or humming.
Explanations are such cheap poetry.
Everything one invents is true, you may be sure. Poetry is as precise as geometry.[Tout ce qu’on invente est vrai, sois-en sûre, la poésie est une chose aussi précise que la géométrie.]
Deprivation is the mother of poetry.
And the verse falls to the soul like dew to the pasture.[Y el verso cae al alma como al pasto el rocío.]
All poetry, like every work of art, proceeds from a swift vision of things.[Toute poésie comme toute œuvre d’art procède d’une rapide vision des choses.]
All bad poetry springs from genuine feeling.
A poet can survive everything but a misprint.
