The date was set for March 29, at 9:00 A.M. That delay ... was caused by the administrative desire to work impersonally and deliberately, as vegetables do, or planets.
I do, however, recall these lines from a satire in which he lashed out vehemently against bad poets:
This one fits the poem with a coat of mail
Of erudition; that one, with gala pomps and circumstance.
Both flail their absurd pennons to no avail,
Neglecting, poor wretches, the factor sublime -- its LOVELINESS!
It was only out of concern that he might create an army of implacable and powerful enemies, he told me, that he did not fearlessly publish the poem.
The Aleph (1949)
"I picture him," he said with an animation that was rather unaccountable, "in his study, as though in the watchtower of a great city, surrounded by telephones, telegraphs, phonographs, the latest in radio-telephone and motion-picture and magic-lantern equipment, and glossaries and calendars and timetables and bulletins..."
He observed that for a man so equipped, the act of traveling was supererogatory; this twentieth century of ours had upended the fable Muhammad and the mountain -- mountains nowadays did in fact come to the modern Muhammad.