Some Folk Want Their Luck Buttered.

Everybody Is So Talented Nowadays That The Only People I Care To Honor As Deserving Real Distinction Are Those Who Remain In Obscurity.

If A Path To The Better There Be, It Begins With A Full Look At The Worst.

Of Course Poets Have Morals And Manners Of Their Own, And Custom Is No Argument With Them.

A Lover Without Indiscretion Is No Lover At All.

The Sudden Disappointment Of A Hope Leaves A Scar Which The Ultimate Fulfillment Of That Hope Never Entirely Removes.