Poetry is a peerless proficiency of the imagination.

O to be a dragon, a symbol of the power of Heaven-of silk-worm size or immense; at times invisible. Felicitous phenomenon!

When one is frank, one's very presence is a compliment.

All are / naked, none is safe.

Any writer overwhelmingly honest about pleasing himself is almost sure to please others.

As for butterflies, I can hardly conceive of one's attending upon you; but to question the congruence of the complement is vain, if it exists.

Assign Yogi Berra to Cape Canaveral; he could handle any missile.