I Will Be A Man

The Spring Came Suddenly, Bursting Upon The World As A Child Bursts Into A Room, With A Laugh And A Shout And Hands Full Of Flowers.

Every Great Poem Is In Itself Limited By Necessity, But In Its Suggestions Unlimited And Infinite.

As To The Pure Mind All Things Are Pure, So To The Poetic Mind All Things Are Poetical.

He That Respects Himself Is Safe From Others. He Wears A Coat Of Mail That None Can Pierce.

The Grave Itself Is But A Covered Bridge, Leading From Light To Light, Through A Brief Darkness!