It becomes still more difficult to find Words at once true and kind, Or not untrue and not unkind.
Deprivation is for me what daffodils were for Wordsworth.
A good poem about failure is a success.
Everyone should be forcibly transplanted to another continent from their family at the age of three.
A good meal can somewhat repair / The eatings of slight love
How little our careers express what lies in us, and yet how much time they take up. It's sad, really.