Poets Speak Of Hope In

The World Is Made By The People Who Show Up For The Job.

All True Wealth Is Biological.

Utterly Bleak And Black Is Not The Sum Of Realism. All The Other Colors Are Real, Too.

Like Integrity, Love Of Life Was Not A Subject To Be Studied, It Was A Contagion To Be Caught. And You Had To Catch It From Someone Who Had It.

If You're Trying To Take A Roomful Of People By Surprise, It's A Lot Easier To Hit Your Targets If You Don't Yell Going Through The Door.