The Woods Are Lovely, Dark, And Deep

Take Care To Sell Your Horse Before He Dies. The Art Of Life Is Passing Losses On.

The Best Things And Best People Rise Out Of Their Separateness; I'm Against A Homogenized Society Because I Want The Cream To Rise.

Lord, I Have Loved Your Sky, Be It Said Against Or For Me, Have Loved It Clear And High, Or Low And Stormy...

Don't Ever Take A Fence Down Until You Know Why It Was Put Up.

I Hope To Leave Behind A Few Poems It Will Be Hard To Get Rid Of.