They said, 'You have a blue guitar, / You do not play things as they are.' / The man replied, 'Things as they are / Are changed upon the blue guitar.'

The imagination is man's power over nature.

It has to be living, to learn the speech of the place, It has to face the man of the time.

It may be that the ignorant man, alone, Has any chance to mate his life with life That is the sensual, pearly spouse, the life That is fluent in even the wintriest bronze.

The night Makes everything grotesque. Is it because Night is the nature of man's interior world?

A diary is more or less the work of a man of clay whose hands are clumsy and in whose eyes there is no light.

Tinsel in February, tinsel in August. There are things in a man besides his reason.

If the hero is not a person, the emblem Of him, even if Xenophon, seems To stand taller than a person stands, has A wider brow, large and less human Eyes and bruted ears: the man-like body Of a primitive.

Man is an eternal sophomore.