What we do need to worry about is the possibility that we will be reduced, in the face of the enormities of our time, to silence or to mere protest.'

Much protest is naive; it expects quick, visible improvement and despairs and gives up when such improvement does not come. Protesters who hold out for longer …

Poetry can be written only because it has been written.

We are living in the most destructive and, hence, the most stupid period of the history of our species.

You let men in power assume power 'for the Little Man'. But you yourself remain silent. You give men in power or impotent people with evil intentions the power…

Let either of you breathe a word, or the edge of a word, about the other things, and I will come to you in the black of some terrible night and I will bring a …

Yet voluble of dumb violence. You look Across the roofs as sigil and as ward And in your centre mark them and are cowed . . .