Modern poets talk against business, poor things, but all of us write for money. Beginners are subjected to trial by market.
Robert FrostI'd like to get away from earth awhile And then come back to it and begin over. May no fate wilfully misunderstand me And half grant what I wish and snatch me away Not to return. Earth's the right place for love: I don't know where it's likely to go better.
Robert Frost