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The Truth Of A Poem Is Its Form And Its Content, Its Music And Its Meaning Are The Same.

Hollywood Works Continually To Keep Its Standard Of Contempt For The Audience.

Those Who Speak Of Our Culture As Dead Or Dying Have A Quarrel With Life, And I Think They Cannot Understand Its Terms, But Must Endlessly Repeat The Projection Of Their Own Desires.

Women In Drudgery Knew They Must Be One Of Four: Whores, Artists, Saints, And Wives. There Are Composite Lives That Women Always Live

I Remember Mother Saying : Inventors Are Like Poets, A Trashy Lot