If it were not for hopes$$$ the heart would break.

The best fiction is far more true than any journalism.

I may want to sleep with Miss America$$$ but I have no wish to hear her talk about herself and her family.

Small tyrants$$$ threatened by big$$$ sincerely believe they love liberty.

Were all stars to disappear and die$$$ <br>I should learn to look at an empty sky <br>And feel its total dark sublime$$$ <br>Though this might take me a little time.

The surest sign that a man has a genuine taste of his own is that he is uncertain of it.

It is a sad fact about our culture that a poet can earn much more money writing or talking about his art than he can by practicing it.

A poet's hope: to be$$$ like some valley cheese$$$ local$$$ but prized elsewhere.

Healing is not a science$$$ but the intuitive art of wooing nature.

To want is to have a weakness.