It Is Human Nature To Stand In

Your Thorns Are The Best Part Of You.

Not Till The Poets Among Us Can Be "literalists Of The Imagination"-above Insolence And Triviality And Can Present For Inspection, "imaginary Gardens With Real Toads In Them." Shall We Have It.

Dürer Would Have Seen A Reason For Living In A Town Like This.

There Is A Great Amount Of Poetry In Unconscious Fastidiousness.

Only Imagination That Towers Can Reproduce Evanescence And Render Rigidity Flexible.