I think that the leaf of a tree, the meanest insect on wh. we trample are in themselves arguments more conclusive than any which can be adduced that some vast intellect animates Infinity.
The high-water mark, so to speak, of Socialist literature is W.H. Auden, a sort of gutless Kipling.
[W.H.] Auden has gone in the right direction, and a great deal too far.Randall Jarrell