It May Be Said That Poems Are

Obvious Enough That Generalities Work To Protect The Mind From The Great Outdoors; Is It Possible That This Was In Fact Their First Purpose?

A Teacher Is A Person Who Never Says Anything Once.

I Like All My Children, Even The Squat And Ugly Ones.

When In Still Air And Still In Summertime A Leaf Has Had Enough Of This, It Seems To Make Up Its Mind To Go; Fine As A Sage Its Drifting In Detachment Down The Road.

Children, To Be Illustrious Is Sad.