Like a piece of ice on a hot stove the poem must ride on its own melting.

The only way round is through.

Freud was way off base in considering sex the fundamental motivation. The ruling passion in men is minding each other's business.

There are few sorrows, however poignant, in which a good income is of no avail.

Always fall in with what you're asked to accept. Take what is given, and make it over your way. My aim in life has always been to hold my own with whatever's going. Not against: with.

The mind-is not the heart. I may yet live, as I know others live, To wish in vain to let go with the mind- Of cares, at night, to sleep; but nothing tells me That I need learn to let go with the heart.

It looked as if a night of dark intent was coming, and not only a night, an age. Someone had better be prepared for rage.