The human creature is alone in his carapace. Poetry is a strong way out.

A man may forgive many wrongs, but he cannot easily forgive anyone who makes it plain that his conversation is tedious.

Marriage I think For women Is the best of opiates. It kills the thoughts That think about the thoughts, It is the best of opiates. So said Maria. But too long in solitude she'd dwelt, And too long her thoughts had felt Their strength. So when the man drew near, Out popped her thoughts and covered him with fear. Poor Maria! Better that she had kept her thoughts on a chain, For now she's alone again and all in pain; She sighs for the man that went and the thoughts that stay To trouble her dreams by night and her dreams by day.

My heart was full of softening showers, I used to swing like this for hours, I did not care for war or death, I was glad to draw my breath.

I'm sorry to say my dear wife is a dreamer, and as she dreams she gets paler and leaner. Then be off to your Dream, with his fly-away hat, I stay with the girls who are happy and fat.

The world is come upon me, I used to keep it a long way off, But now I have been run over and I am in the hands of the hospital staff.

It is an amiable part of human nature, that we should love our animals; it is even better to love them to the point of folly, than not to love them at all.