Poetry should be great and unobtrusive a thing which enters into one's soul and does not startle it or amaze it with itself but with its subject.
A chief event of life is the day in which we have encountered a mind that startled us.
The world in general doesn't know what to make of originality it is startled out of its comfortable habits of thought and its first reaction is one of anger.
The atmosphere is much too near for dreams. It forces us to action. It is close to us. We are in it and of it. It rouses us both to study and to do. We must know its moods and also its motive forces.