Poetry is a plan for a slit in the face of a bronze fountain goat and the path of fresh drinking water.
Give me hunger, pain and want, Shut me out with shame and failure From your doors of gold and fame, Give me your shabbiest, weariest hunger! But leave me a little love.
A book is never a masterpiece: it becomes one. Genius is the talent of a dead man.
After the sunset on the prairie, there are only the stars
Love your neighbor as yourself but don't take down your fence.
Time is the coin of your life. You spend it. Do not allow others to spend it for you.