My publishers will make any kind of a beautiful book I design and send in to them, but ... For poetry they have less use than a rooster would have for skates.

I don't so much mind the falling, but I do seem to select the hardest spots to light on.

Of two evils, I always choose the lesser.

The world is full of happy people but no one ever hears of them. You have to fight and make a scandal to get in the papers. No one knows about all the happy people.

You cannot write on the heart of another what you do not feel yourself.

no one in the whole world knows all a man's bignesses and all his littlenesses as his wife does.

It really seems as if failure and hardship make more of a human being of folks than success.