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Then You Develop A Kind Of Critical Sense About What You Write. You Can Tell When Something Is Good, But It Would Be Just As Good In Somebody Else's Work Too. You Want To Hold Out For Those Things Only You Can Say.

I Feel Very Happy To See The Sun Come Up Every Day. I Feel Happy To Be Around. ... I Like To Take This Day- Any Day-and Go To Town With It.

Those That Are Huntedknow This As Their Life,their Reward: To Walkunder Such Trees In Full Knowledgeof What Is In Glory Above Them,and To Feel No Fear.

I Do Think The Author Ought To Be Able To Give A Good Reason For The Way Things Are In His Poem. Not A Bad Question To Ask Oneself.

Detachment Produces A Peculiar State Of Mind. Maybe That's The Worst Sentence Of All, To Be Deprived Of Feeling What A Human Being Ought To Be Entitled To Feel.