Hungry Hatred, will not strive against intelligence self-interest.

A good poet will usually borrow from authors remote in time, or alien in language, or diverse in interest.

Hurry up, please, its time.

Macavity, Macavity, there's no one like Macavity, there never was a cat of such deceitfulness and sauvity.

Stand on the highest pavement of the stair- Lean on a garden urn- Weave, weave the sunlight in your hair.

Success is relative. It is what we make of the mess we have made of things.

i will show you fear in a handful of dust." t.s. eliot we don't actually fear death, we fear that no one will notice our absence, that we will disappear without a trace.