“And this moral? As with the deformed Aesop, morals are the memory of success that no longer succeeds.”
“Fools have big wombs.”
“It is difficultto get the news from poems yet men die miserably every day for lackof what is found there.”
“It is at the edge of the petal that love waits”
“This is Just to Say I have eatenthe plumsthat were inthe iceboxand whichyou were probablysavingfor breakfastForgive methey were deliciousso sweetand so cold”
“In summer, the song sings itself.”
“The only realism in art is of the imagination.”