Thou Knowst The Oer-eager Vehemence Of Youth,how

So Peaceful Shalt Thou End Thy Blissful Days, And Steal Thyself From Life By Slow Decays.

Life Is Not To Be Bought With Heaps Of Gold; Not All Apollo's Pythian Treasures Hold, Or Troy Once Held, In Peace And Pride Of Sway, Can Bribe The Poor Possession Of The Day.

If They Think I'm Going To Stop At That Stop Sign, They're Mistaken!

Beauty! Terrible Beauty! A Deathless Goddess-- So She Strikes Our Eyes!

Discourse, The Sweeter Banquet Of The Mind.