I Think Best With A Pencil In

God Often Used Bitter Experiences To Make Us Better. Gold Can Be A Helpful Servant, But A Cruel Master.

When I Cannot Write A Poem, I Bake Biscuits And Feel Just As Pleased.

The Shape Of My Life Is, Of Course, Determined By Many Things; My Background And Childhood, My Mind And Its Education, My Conscience And Its Pressures, My Heart And Its Desires.

Nothing Feeds The Center Of Being So Much As Creative Work.

For It Is Only Framed In Space That Beauty Blooms.