And he whose soul is flat -- the sky Will cave in on him by and by.

If I love you Wednesday, What is that to you? I do not love you Thursday - so much is true.

To a Young Poet Time cannot break the bird's wing from the bird. Bird and wing together Go down, one feather. No thing that ever flew, Not the lark, not you, Can die as others do.

One things there's no getting by, I've been a wicked girl, Says I... But, if I can't be sorry I might as well be glad !

I am not at all in favor of hard work for its own sake; many people who work very hard indeed produce terrible things, and should most certainly not be encouraged.

... but the rain Is full of ghosts tonight

Let us not forget such words, and all they mean, as hatred, bitterness, and rancor greed, intolerance, bigotry; let us renew our faith and pledge to man, his right to be himself and free.