When The Literary Class Betray A Destitution

No Facts Are To Me Sacred; None Are Profane; I Simply Experiment, An Endless Seeker, With No Past At My Back.

Men Consort In Camp And Town But The Poet Dwells Alone.

Don't Make A Novel To Establish A Principle Of Political Economy. You Will Spoil Both.

The Corruption Of Man Is Followed By The Corruption Of Language. ... In Due Time, The Fraud Is Manifest, And Words Lose All Power To Stimulate The Understanding Or The Affections.

In The Country, Without Any Interference From The Law, The Agricultural Life Favors The Permanence Of Families.