Among all men on the earth bards have a share of honor and reverence, because the muse has taught them songs and loves the race of bards.
For too much rest becomes a pain.
Pine needle sorbet? Pine needle sorbet?! My kids do NOT eat sorbet. They eat sherbet, and they pronounce it sherbert, and they wish it was ice cream!
Oh, everything looks bad if you remember it.
Words empty as the wind are best left unsaid.
Beauty! Terrible Beauty! A deathless Goddess-- so she strikes our eyes!