I took to wearing a black tie known as the Ascot, with long drooping ends. I had seen pictures of painters, sculptors, poets, wearing this style of tie.

Slang is a language that rolls up its sleeves, spits on its hands and goes to work.

In the night the cabbages catch at the moon, the leaves drip silver, the rows of cabbages are a series of little silver waterfalls in the moon.

The past is a bucket of ashes

In democracy both a deep reverence and a sense of the comic are requisite.

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

There is only one man in the world and his name is All Men. There is only one woman in the world and her name is All Women. There is only one child in the world and the child's name is All Children.