That is the land of lost content, I see it shining plain, the happy highways where I went and cannot come again.

More Quotes by A. E. Housman

Even when poetry has a meaning, as it usually has, it may be inadvisable to draw it out... Perfect understanding will sometimes almost extinguish pleasure.

Experience has taught me, when I am shaving of a morning, to keep watch over my thoughts, because, if a line of poetry strays into my memory, my skin bristles so that the razor ceases to act.

I could no more define poetry than a terrier can define a rat.

If a line of poetry strays into my memory, my skin bristles so that the razor ceases to act.

Shoulder the sky, my lad, and drink your ale.

The house of delusions is cheap to build but drafty to live in.