He Only Profits From Praise Who Values

Sweet May Lies Fresh Before Us, To Life The Young Flowers Leap, And Through The Heaven's Blue O'er Us The Rosy Cloudlets Sweep.

A Brainiac Notices Everything, An Ignoramus Comments About Everything.

Reform Judaism Is Like Mock Turtle Soup-turtle Soup Without The Turtle

Don't Send A Poet To London.

Lyrical Poetry Is Much The Same An Every Age, As The Songs Of The Nightingales In Every Spring-time.