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.

Poetry is a dance music measuring buck-and-wing follies along with the gravest and stateliest dead-marches.

Arithmetic is numbers you squeeze from your head to your hand to your pencil to your paper till you get the answer.

In these times you have to be an optimist to open your eyes when you awake in the morning.

Arithmetic is where the answer is right and everything is nice and you can look out of the window and see the blue sky - or the answer is wrong and you have to start over and try again and see how it comes out this time.

A liar goes in fine clothes, a liar goes in rags, a liar is a liar, clothes or no clothes.

Poetry is a type-font design for an alphabet of fun, hate, love, death.