Our little solos are a note in an immense chorus vibrating grandly through the universe, a chorus which accepts and harmonizes the whir of the cricket and the long drum-roll of the stars.
Harriet MonroeSurely the vogue of those twisted and contorted human figures must be as short as it is artificial.
Harriet MonroeThe people must grant a hearing to the best poets they have else they will never have better.
Harriet Monroe