A Blossom Must Break The Sheath It

Marriage! ... Why, It Is Like Living In A Thimble With A Hippopotamus!

She Believed In Letting Children Have A Certain Amount Of Rope, And Only Intervened At The Last Moment, In Order To Prevent Their Hanging Themselves By It.

If A Writer Is True To His Characters They Will Give Him His Plot. Observations Must Play Second Fiddle To Integrity.

Poets, When They Write Of Love, Give Themselves And Everyone Else Away!

Human Beings Don't Show, Any More Than Cities At Dusk, Their Real Necessities! And Yet If You Looked -- Past The Circle Of Outside Lights, Through The Street Walls Still Standing -- Into The Want And Emptiness Within!