Poetry Is To Hold Judgment On Your

Most Critical Fault-finding, When Reduced To Its Essentials, Simply Amounts To Reproach Of The Author Because He Is Himself -- Thinks, Feels, Sees, And Creates, As Himself, Instead Of Seeing And Creating In The Way The Critic Would Have Done.

Oh, One Soon Makes Friends With Invalids; And I Need So Much To Have Someone To Live For.

A Forest Bird Never Wants A Cage.

What Sort Of Truths Are They That The Majority Usually Supports? They Are Truths That Are Of Such Advanced Age That They Are Beginning To Break Up. And If A Truth Is As Old As That, It Is Also In A Fair Way To Become A Lie, Gentlemen.

A Thousand Words Can't Make The Mark A Single Deed Will Leave.