So was I once myself a swinger of birches. And so I dream of going back to be.

The poet, as everyone knows, must strike his individual note sometime between the ages of fifteen and twenty-five. He may hold it a long time, or a short time, but it is then that he must strike it or never. School and college have been conducted with the almost express purpose of keeping him busy with something else till the danger of his ever creating anything is past.

Both T.S. Eliot and I like to play, but I like to play euchre, while he likes to play Eucharist.

The Armful For every parcel I stoop down to seize I lose some other off my arms and knees, And the whole pile is slipping, bottles, buns, Extremes too hard to comprehend at. once Yet nothing I should care to leave behind. With all I have to hold with hand and mind And heart, if need be, I will do my best. To keep their building balanced at my breast. I crouch down to prevent them as they fall; Then sit down in the middle of them all. I had to drop the armful in the road And try to stack them in a better load.

Education is the ability to listen to almost anything without losing your temper or your self-confidence.

Don't join too many gangs. Join few if any. Join the United States and join the family- But not much in between unless a college.

We cannot tell some people what it is believe, partly because they are too stupid to understand, partly because we are too proudly vague to explain.