Tell me a story of deep delight.

And what we students of history always learn is that the human being is a very complicated contraption and that they are not good or bad but are good and bad and the good comes out of the bad and the bad out of the good, and the devil take the hindmost.

Man is conceived in sin and born in corruption and he passeth from the stink of the didie to the stench of the shroud. There is always something (All The King's Men)

Dying--shucks! If you kin handle the living, what's to be afraid of the dying?

History is not melodrama, even if it usually reads like that.

A symbol serves to combine heart and intellect.

The urge to write poetry is like having an itch. When the itch becomes annoying enough, you scratch it.