At Twenty Every One Is

Inspiration Is Solitary, Never Consecutive.

Eternity Is So Certain And So Terrible That A Thousand Lives Would Not Suffice To Prepare For It.

Friendship, Sweet-resting Place Of The Soul, The Gloaming Wherein Our Hearts Find Peace.

Poetry Is The Morning Dream Of Great Minds.

My Dog! The Difference Between Thee And Me Knows Only Our Creator.