Experience was of no ethical value. It was merely the name men gave to their Mistakes. We have everything in common with America nowadays, except, of course, language. Friends don't much matter. But the choice of one's enemies is very important.
Friendship is far more tragic than love.
It lasts longer. I have been correcting the proofs of my poems. In the afternoon, I put it back again. In old days books were written by men of letters and read by the public. Nowadays books are written by the public and read by nobody.