Good Fences Make Good Neighbors.

The Ear Is The Only True Writer And The Only True Reader.

Any Eye Is An Evil Eye That Looks In On To A Mood Apart.

Poetry Is Play. I'd Even Rather Have You Think Of It As A Sport. For Instance, Like Football.

An Idea Comes As Near To Something For Nothing As You Can Get.

Of Course There Is Matter For Remark In Poems. Nobody Denies That. But It Must Be Solemnly Laid On Everybody In This World To Make His Own Observations And Remarks. That's What We Mean By Thinking, And That's About All We Mean. A Teacher Says To A Pupil "watch Me Notice A Few Things In The Next Few Months: Let's See You Notice A Few Things Too."