Let Our Love Be Like An Arch-

What Has Any Poet To Trust More Than The Feel Of The Thing? Theory Concerns Him Only Until He Picks Up His Pen, And It Begins To Concern Him Again As Soon As He Lays It Down.

Honesty: The Ability To Resist Small Temptations.

Written By A Sponge Dipped In Warm Milk And Sprinkled With Sugar.

The Success Of The Poem Is Determined Not By How Much The Poet Felt In Writing It, But By How Much The Reader Feels In Reading It.

If A Man Means His Writing Seriously, He Must Mean To Write Well. But How Can He Write Well Until He Learns To See What He Has Written Badly. His Progress Toward Good Writing And His Recognition Of Bad Writing Are Bound To Unfold At Something Like The Same Rate.