Each Body Has Its Art.

And If Sun Comes / How Shall We Greet Him? / Shall We Not Dread Him, / Shall We Not Fear Him / After So Lengthy A / Session With Shade?

It Frightens Me To Realize That, If I Had Died Before The Age Of Fifty, I Would Have Died A 'negro' Fraction.

I Felt That I Had To Write. Even If I Had Never Been Published, I Knew That I Would Go On Writing, Enjoying It And Experiencing The Challenge.

... Sometimes You Have To Deal / Devilishly With Drowning Men In Order To Swim Them To Shore.

It Is Brave To Be Involved. To Be Not Fearful To Be Unresolved.