They Would Not Find Me Changed From

I'm Not A Teacher, But An Awakener.

You, Of Course, Are A Rose-- But Were Always A Rose.

I Was Under Twenty When I Deliberately Put It To Myself One Night After Good Conversation That There Are Moments When We Actually Touch In Talk What The Best Writing Can Only Come Near. The Curse Of Our Book Language Is Not So Much That It Keeps Forever To The Same Set Phrases . . . But That It Sounds Forever With The Same Reading Tones. We Must Go Out Into The Vernacular For Tones That Haven't Been Brought To Book.

Let Me Be The One To Do What Is Done.

The Vermont Mountains Stretch Extended Straight; New Hampshire Mountains Curl Up In A Coil.