“Everything has its poetry. 94”

“The paper is patient, but the reader is not.”

“It is not my words that I polish, but my ideas. 102”

“Tenderness is the repose of passion.”

“When you go in search of honey, you must expect to be stung by bees.”

“Through memory we travel against time, through forgetfulness we follow its course.”

“Im not a woman you bring home to Mother, pick out china patterns with, or Mary forefend, breed. Ive seen a chunk of the universe, true, but theres still so much more to see. I doubt Ill ever cure t...”

“My hope, my heaven, my trust must be,My gentle guide, in following thee.”

“Amory took to writing poetry on spring afternoons, in the gardens of the big estates near Princeton, while swans made effective atmosphere in the artificial pools, and slow clouds sailed harmonious...”