“Is there reason why one's love for a dog is so like what one's love may be for a woman, that they are so near a part of the earth, and so have a kind of wonder for us?”

Musing on the strange kinship between love for an animal and for a woman · Prose introduction to poems written after the death of his dog

• Love
• Memory

“The secret of Rimbaud, I think, is that his mind was not the mind of the artist, but of the man of action. He was a dreamer, but all his dreams were discoveries.”

His account of Rimbaud's restless genius as action rather than contemplation · Critical essay on Arthur Rimbaud

• Art

“If you prefer your 'new-mown hay' in the hay-field, and I, it may be, in a scent-bottle, why may not my individual caprice be allowed to find expression as well as yours?”

Defending artificial beauty as no less valid a subject than the natural · Preface, defence of Silhouettes

• Art