Justice itself tends to be corrupted by political passion.

That was my way of putting it-not very satisfactory: A periphrastic study in a worn-out poetical fashion, Leaving one still with the intolerable wrestle With words and meanings.

Weave, weave the sunlight in your hair-

Redeem the time. Redeem the unread vision of a higher dream.

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

I am glad you have a Cat, but I do not believe it is So remarkable a cat as My Cat. My Cat is a Lilliecat Hubvously. What a lilliecat it is. There never was such a Lilliecat. Its Name is JELLYORUM and its one Idea is to be Usefull!!

The progress of an artist is a continual self-sacrifice, a continual extinction of personality.