there was nothing in the whole world so dreadful as the power of riches wrongly used.

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.

we know by the odour that occasionally we are visited by skunks, which are not poetic but very beautiful.

The seasons run with swift feet.

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

Sometimes it seems to me that the more we get hurt in this world the decenter it makes us.

there was nothing in the whole world so dreadful as the power of riches wrongly used.