The Middle Of The Road Is Where

I Have Been One Acquainted With The Night. I Have Walked Out In Rain - And Back In Rain. I Have Outwalked The Furthest City Light. I Have Looked Down The Saddest City Lane. I Have Passed By The Watchman On His Beat And Dropped My Eyes, Unwilling To Explain.

The Problem For The King Is Just How Strict The Lack Of Liberty, The Squeeze Of The Law And Discipline Should Be In School And State.

My Definition Of Poetry (if I Were Forced To Give One) Would Be This: Words That Have Become Deeds.

I Play Better Tennis Because The Court Is There.

There Is Little Much Beyond The Grave, But The Strong Are Saying Nothing Until They See.