An Idea Comes As Near To Something

Some Spirit To Stand Simply Forth, Heroic In Its Nakedness, Against The Uttermost Of Earth.

There Are Three Things, After All, That A Poem Must Reach: The Eye, The Ear, And What We May Call The Heart Or The Mind. It Is The Most Important Of All To Reach The Heart Of The Reader.

I Believe In Teaching, But I Don’t Believe In Going To School.

Nature Is Always Hinting At Us. It Hints Over And Over Again. And Suddenly We Take The Hint.

The Only Certain Freedom's In Departure.