I have remained resentful to this day When any but myself presumed to say That there was anything I couldn't be.

Of all crimes the worst Is to steal the glory From the great and brave, Even more accursed Than to rob the grave.

All those who try to go it sole alone, Too proud to be beholden for relief, Are absolutely sure to come to grief.

The land was ours before we were the land's. She was our land more than a hundred years Before we were her people.

There is one thing more exasperating than a wife who can cook and won't, and that's a wife who can't cook and will.

Nearly everybody is looking for something brave to do. I don't know why people shouldn't write poetry. That's brave.

I end not far from my going forth By picking the faded blue Of the last remaining aster flower To carry again to you.

The worst disease which can afflict executives in their work is not, as popularly supposed, alcoholism; it's egotism.

I fail to see what fun, what satisfaction / A God can find in laughing at how badly / Men fumble at the possibilities.

The chief reason for going to school is to get the impression fixed for life that there is a book side for everything.

The chance is the remotest, Of its going much longer unnoticed, That I'm not keeping pace With the headlong human race

Belief is better than anything else, and it is best when rapt - above paying its respects to anybody's doubt whatsoever.

Before now poetry has taken notice Of wars, and what are wars but politics Transformed from chronic to acute and bloody?

Nature does not complete things. She is chaotic. Man must finish, and he does so by making a garden and building a wall.

It looked as if a night of dark intent was coming, and not only a night, an age. Someone had better be prepared for rage.

Humour is the most engaging cowardice. With it myself I have been able to hold some of my enemy in play far out of gunshot.

A man has got to keep his extrication. The important thing is not to get bogged down In what he has to do to earn a living.

Modern poets talk against business, poor things, but all of us write for money. Beginners are subjected to trial by market.

I cut my own hair. I got sick of barbers because they talk too much. And too much of their talk was about my hair coming out.

The greatest thing in family life is to take a hint when a hint is intended-and not to take a hint when a hint isn't intended.

He says the best way out is always through. / And I can agree to that, or in so far / As that I can see no way out but through

I own I never really warmed To the reformer or reformed. And yet conversion has its place Not halfway down the scale of grace.

But this we know, the obstacle that checked And tripped the body, shot the spirit on Further than target ever showed or shone.

People are inexterminable - like flies and bed-bugs. There will always be some that survive in cracks and crevices - that's us.

Earth would soon Be uninhabitable as the moon. What for that matter had it ever been? Who advised man to come and live therein?

I often say of George Washington that he was one of the few in the whole history of the world who was not carried away by power.

Tree at my window, window tree, My sash is lowered when night comes on; But let there never be curtain drawn Between you and me.

Freud was way off base in considering sex the fundamental motivation. The ruling passion in men is minding each other's business.

Meditate nothing. Learn to contemplate. Contemplate glory. There will be a light. Contemplate Truth until it burns your eyes out.

It was far in the sameness of the wood; I was running with joy on the Demon's trail, Though I knew what I hunted was no true god.

Don't join too many gangs. Join few if any. Join the United States and join the family- But not much in between unless a college.

I wonder about the trees. Why do we wish to bear Forever the noise of these More than another noise So close to our dwelling place?

The best things and best people rise out of their separateness; I'm against a homogenized society because I want the cream to rise.

Unless I'm wrong I but obey The urge of a song: I'm-bound-away! And I may return If dissatisfied With what I learn From having died.

Talking is a hydrant in the yard and writing is a faucet upstairs in the house. Opening the first takes the pressure off the second.

It is only a moment here and a moment there that the greatest writer has. Some cognizance of the fact must be taken in your teaching.

The problem for the King is just how strict The lack of liberty, the squeeze of the law And discipline should be in school and state.

A voice said, Look me in the stars And tell me truly, men of earth, If all the soul-and-body scars Were not too much to pay for birth.

Courage is the human virtue that counts most-courage to act on limited knowledge and insufficient evidence. That's all any of us have.

Leaves and bark, leaves and bark, To lean against and hear in the dark. Petals I may have once pursued. Leaves are all my darker mood.

He thought that I was after him for a feather--- The white one in his tail: like one who takes everything said as personal to himself.

Freedom is slavery some poets tell us. Enslave yourself to the right leader's truth, Christ's or Karl Marx', and it will set you free.

In spring more mortal singers than belong To any one place cover us with song. Thrush, bluebird, blackbird, sparrow, and robin throng.

Only where love and need are one, And the work is play for mortal stakes Is the deed ever truly done For Heaven and the future's sakes

Everyone asks for freedom for himself, The man free love, the businessman free trade, The writer and talker free speech and free press.

All thought is a feat of association; having what's in front of you bring up something in your mind that you almost didn't know you knew

That day she put our heads together, Fate had her imagination about her, Your head so much concerned with outer, Mine with inner, weather.

Yet some say Love by being thrall And simply staying possesses all In several beauty that Thought fares far To find fused in another star.

The truth is the river flows into the canyon Of Ceasing-to-Question-What-Doesn't-Concern-Us, As sooner or later we have to cease somewhere.

You're searching... For things that don't exist; I mean beginnings. Ends and beginnings - there are no such things. There are only middles.

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