Beautiful things grow to a certain height and then they fail and fade off, breathing out memories as they decay.

The loneliest moment in someone’s life is when they are watching their whole world fall apart, and all they can do is stare blankly.

We must leave this terrifying place to-morrow and go searching for sunshine.

Shakespeare--whetting, frustrating, surprising and gratifying.

Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you -- like music to the musician or Marxism to the Communist -- or else it is nothing, an empty, formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

Gatsby believed in the green light, the orgastic future that year by year recedes before us. It eluded us then, but that's no matter - to-morrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther ... And one fine morning ---

Praise the Power that hath made and preserved us a nation. Then conquer we must, for our cause it is just, And this be our motto: "In God is our trust." And the star-spangled banner forever shall wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!