He cursed Petrarch for redacting verses to sonnets, which he said were like that tyrant's bed, where some who were too short were racked, others too long cut short.

That Shakespeare wanted Art.

That Donne himself, for not being understood, would perish.

One, though he be excellent and the chief, is not to be imitated alone; for never no imitator ever grew up to his author; likeness is always on this side truth…

When you write a poem, you discover that the very necessity of fitting your meaning into such and such a form requires you to search in your imagination for ne…

For it is not metres, but a metre-making argument, that makes a poem, - a thought so passionate and alive, that, like the spirit of a plant or an animal, it ha…

L'acte poetique consiste a voir soudain qu'une idee se fractionne en un nombre de motifs egaux par valeur et a les grouper; ils riment.