Poetry Makes Life What Lights And Music

I Will Live In The Past, The Present, And The Future. The Spirits Of All Three Shall Strive Within Me.

There Are Only Two Styles Of Portrait Painting; The Serious And The Smirk.

Remembrance, Like A Candle, Burns Brightest At Christmastime.

There Is Nothing In The World So Irresistibly Contagious As Laughter And Good Humor.

I Know Enough Of The World Now To Have Almost Lost The Capacity Of Being Much Surprised By Anything