When one finishes a volume of poetry by some of the purely aesthetic poets, one is amazed at the kind of life they embody in art.
"The Literature of Ecstasy"
Albert Mordell
Of course even if he ever finishes it he will never get it produced.
"The Way of Ambition"
Robert Hichens
But you'll be in America when he finishes it.
"The Way of Ambition"
Robert Hichens