The Afternoon Knows What The Morning Never

Whose Woods These Are I Think I Know. His House Is In The Village Though; He Will Not See Me Stopping Here To Watch His Woods Fill Up With Snow.

How Many Times It Thundered Before Franklin Took The Hint! How Many Apples Fell On Newton's Head Before He Took The Hint! Nature Is Always Hinting At Us. It Hints Over And Over Again. And Suddenly We Take The Hint.

It's A Funny Thing That When A Man Hasn't Anything On Earth To Worry About, He Goes Off And Gets Married.

The Hurt Is Not Enough: I Long For Weight And Strength. To Feel The Earth As Rough To All My Length

What Makes A Nation In The Beginning Is A Good Piece Of Geography.