I Like All My Children, Even The

Write What You Know. That Should Leave You With A Lot Of Free Time.

I Like All My Children, Even The Squat And Ugly Ones.

That So Much Of Our Experience, Or The Stereotype Which Passes For It Should Be Dealt With By Means Of The Short Story Is Perhaps A Symptom Not Unnoticeable Elsewhere In The Public Domain Of An Unlovely Cynicism About Human Character.

When Robert Frost Was Alive, I Was Known As The Other New England Poet, Which Is To Be Barely Known At All.

Children, To Be Illustrious Is Sad.