Past Art Is Subject To Change.

And The Lost Heart Stiffens And Rejoices In The Lost Lilac And The Lost Sea Voices And The Weak Spirit Quickens To Rebel For The Bent Golden-rod And The Lost Sea Smell Quickens To Recover.

Those Who Say They Give The Public What It Wants Begin By Underestimating Public Taste And End By Debauching It.

And I Will Show You Something Different From Either Your Shadow At Morning Striding Behind You Or Your Shadow At Evening Rising To Meet You I Will Show You Fear In A Handful Of Dust

Sometimes Things Become Possible If We Want Them Bad Enough.

Bad Poets Imitate, Good Poets Steal.