An Unromantic Poem I Mean To Make,

I'm Afraid For All Those Who'll Have The Bread Snatched From Their Mouths By These Machines. What Business Has Science And Capitalism Got, Bringing All These New Inventions Into The Works, Before Society Has Produced A Generation Educated Up To Using Them!

Writing Has... Been To Me Like A Bath From Which I Have Risen Feeling Cleaner, Healthier, And Freer.

One Should Never Put On One's Best Trousers To Go Out To Fight For Freedom.

You Have Never Loved Me. You Have Only Thought It Pleasant To Be In Love With Me.

To Live Is To War With Trolls In Heart And Woul. To Write Is To Sit In Judgement On Oneself.