For I Have Had Too Much Of

I Am Not A Teacher. I Am An Awakener.

New Is A Word For Fools In Towns Who Think Style Upon Style In Dress And Thought At Last Must Get Somewhere.

Life Is Tons Of Discipline.

People Who Read Me Seem To Be Divided Into Four Groups: Twenty-five Percent Like Me For The Right Reasons; Twenty-five Percent Like Me For The Wrong Reasons; Twenty-five Percent Hate Me For The Wrong Reasons; Twenty-five Percent Hate Me For The Right Reasons. It's That Last Twenty-five Percent That Worries Me.

Summary Riposte To The Dreary Wail There's No Knowing What Love Is All About. Poets Know A Lot.