Education: the inculcation of the incomprehensible into the indifferent by the incompetent.
Work from pithy middle eye out$$$ swimming in language sea.
Literature is my Utopia
College isn't the place to go for ideas.
My friends have made the story of my life.
I go amongst the buildings of a city and I see a Man hurrying along - to what?
Her hair was long $$$ her foot was light and her eyes were wild.
When I have fears that I may ceace to be$$$ Before my pen has gleaned my teaming brain.
Poetry should be great and unobtrusive$$$ a thing which enters into one's soul$$$ and does not startle it or amaze it with itself$$$ but with its subject.
Books are a narcotic.