Revolt and terror pay a price. Order and law have a cost.

There is a warning love sends and the cost of it is never written till long afterward.

Never will a time come when the most marvelous recent invention is as marvelous as a newborn child.

Here is the difference between Dante, Milton, and me. They wrote about hell and never saw the place. I wrote about Chicago after looking the town over for years and years.

Back of every mistaken venture and defeat is the laughter of wisdom, if you listen.

Poetry is a mystic, sensuous mathematics of fire, smoke-stacks, waffles, pansies, people, and purple sunsets.

There is an eagle in me that wants to soar, and there is a hippopotamus in me that wants to wallow in the mud.