Excess Is The Common Substitute For Energy.

Writing Is An Undertaking For The Modest.

Of The Crow-blue Mussel Shells, One Keeps Adjusting The Ash Heaps; Opening And Shutting Itself Like An Injured Fan.

I Wonder What Adam And Eve Think Of It By This Time.

My Father Used To Say, "superior People Never Make Long Visits, Have To Be Shown Longfellows Grave, Or The Glass Flowers At Harvard."

Originality Is... A By-product Of Sincerity.