The Majority Of Poems One Outgrows And

Immature Poets Imitate; Mature Poets Steal.

And Would It Have Been Worth It, After All, Would It Have Been Worth While, After The Sunsets And The Dooryards And The Sprinkled Streets, After The Novels, After The Teacups, After The Skirts That Trail Along The Floor - And This, And So Much More? -

The Civil War Is Not Ended: I Question Whether Any Serious Civil War Ever Does End.

In The Life Of One Man, Never The Same Time Returns.

Most Of The Trouble In The World Is Caused By People Wanting To Be Important.