My Religion Of Life Is Always To

A Woman Who Is Not Quite A Fool Will Forgive Your Being But A Man, If You Are Surely That. . .

What A Dusty Answer Gets The Soul When Hot For Certainties In This Our Life!

Who Rises From Prayer A Better Man, His Prayer Is Answered.

Poetry Is Talking On Tiptoe.

But O The Truth, The Truth. The Many Eyes That Look On It The Diverse Things They See.