Anything more than the truth would have seemed too weak.

An idea comes as near to something for nothing as you can get.

There is absolutely no reason for being rushed along with the rush. Everybody should be free to go slow.

Style is that which indicates how the writer takes himself and what he is saying. It is the mind skating circles around itself as it moves forward.

Nature does not complete things. She is chaotic. Man must finish, and he does so by making a garden and building a wall.

Only where love and need are one, And the work is play for mortal stakes Is the deed ever truly done For Heaven and the future's sakes

If one by one we counted people out For the least sin, it wouldn't take us long To get so we had no one left to live with. For to be social is to be forgiving.