The old dog barks backward without getting up I can remember when he was a pup.

The difference between a job and a career is the difference between forty and sixty hours a week.

The chief reason for going to school is to get the impression fixed for life that there is a book side for everything.

I dwell in a lonely house I know That vanished many a summer ago.

I'd just as soon play tennis with the net down.

Nature's first green is gold, Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leaf's a flower; But only so an hour. Then leaf subsides to leaf. So Eden sank to grief, So dawn goes down to day. Nothing gold can stay.

Like a piece of ice on a hot stove the poem must ride on its own melting. . . . Read it a hundred times; it will forever keep its freshness as a metal keeps its fragrance. It can never lose its sense of a meaning that once unfolded by surprise as it went.