All great things are done for their own sake.
Poetry is a way of taking life by the throat.
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth.
Writing free verse is like playing tennis with the net down.
A jury consists of twelve persons chosen to decide who has the better lawyer.
Families break up when they get hints you don't intend and miss hints that you do.