A poem begins with a lump in the throat

Courage is the human virtue that counts most-courage to act on limited knowledge and insufficient evidence. That's all any of us have.

Some say the world will end in fire, Some say in ice. From what I've tasted of desire, I hold with those who favor fire. But if it had to perish twice I think I know enough of hate To say that for destruction ice Is also great And would suffice.

How many times it thundered before Franklin took the hint! How many apples fell on Newton's head before he took the hint! Nature is always hinting at us. It hints over and over again. And suddenly we take the hint.

Nobody was ever meant, To remember or invent, What he did with every cent.

One could do worse than be a swinger of birches.

The hurt is not enough: I long for weight and strength. To feel the earth as rough to all my length