College Is A Refuge From Hasty Judgment.

What Is This Talked-of Mystery Of Birth. But Being Mounted Bareback On The Earth?

When I Was Young, I Was So Interested In Baseball That My Family Was Afraid I'd Waste My Life And Be A Pitcher. Later They Were Afraid I'd Waste My Life And Be A Poet. They Were Right.

How Many Things Have To Happen To You Before Something Occurs To You?

Nature's Never Quite Sure She Hasn't Erred In Her Vague Design.

I See For Nature No Defeat In One Tree's Overthrow Or For Myself In My Retreat For Yet Another Blow.