Who said “The day of the sun is like the day of a king. It is a promenade in the morning, a…”?

“The sun is but a morning star.”

“The sun was like a great visiting presence that stimulated and took its due from all animal energy. When it flung wide its cloak and stepped down over the edge of the fields at evening, it left behind it a spent and exhausted world.”

“The Sun, the hearth of affection and life, pours burning love on the delighted earth.”

“Nobody of any real culture, for instance, ever talks nowadays about the beauty of sunset. Sunsets are quite old fashioned. To admire them is a distinct sign of provincialism of temperament. Upon the other hand they go on.”

“Poor, dear, silly Spring, preparing her annual surprise!”

“Everything is complicated; if that were not so, life and poetry and everything else would be a bore.”

“How full of trifles everything is! It is only one's thoughts that fill a room with something more than furniture.”

“If some really acute observer made as much of egotism as Freud has made of sex, people would forget a good deal about sex and find the explanation for everything in egotism.”

“To be young is all there is in the world. The rest is nonsense — and cant. They talk so beautifully about work and having a family and a home (and I do, too, sometimes) — but it's all worry and head-aches and respectable poverty and forced gushing. ... Telling people how nice it is, when, in reality, you would give all of your last thirty years for one of your first thirty. Old people are tremendous frauds.”

“The poet is the priest of the invisible.”