The Courage Of The Poet Is To

Heavy Hearts, Like Heavy Clouds In The Sky, Are Best Relieved By The Letting Of A Little Water.

I Wish There Could Be An International Peace Conference Of Booksellers, For (you Will Smile At This) My Own Conviction Is That The Future Happiness Of The World Depends In No Small Measure On Them And On The Librarians.

Words Are A Commodity In Which There Is Never Any Slump.

Blessed Is The Satirist; And Blessed The Ironist; Blessed The Witty Scoffer, And Blessed The Sentimentalist; For Each, Having Seen One Spoke Of The Wheel, Thinks To Have Seen All, And Is Content.

How Womanly It Is To Ask The Unanswerable At The Moment Impossible.