The Plural Of Spouse Is Spice.

One Of The Penalties Of Being A Human Being Is Other Human Beings.

The World, In Its Sheer Exuberance Of Kindness, Will Try To Bury The Poet With Warm And Lovely Human Trivialities. It Will Even Ask Him To Autograph Books.

Words Are A Commodity In Which There Is Never Any Slump.

In Every Man's Heart There Is A Secret Nerve That Answers To The Vibrations Of Beauty.

The Unluckiest Insolvent In The World Is The Man Whose Expenditure Of Speech Is Too Great For His Income Of Ideas.