What Is Our Innocence, What Is Our

[on Her Use Of Quotations:] When A Thing Has Been Said So Well That It Could Not Be Said Better, Why Paraphrase It? Hence My Writing, Is, If Not A Cabinet Of Fossils, A Kind Of Collection Of Flies In Amber.

We Prove, We Do Not Explain, Our Birth.

Unconfusion Submits Its Confusion To Proof; It's Not A Herod's Oath That Cannot Change.

The Deft White-stockinged Dance In Thick-soled Shoes! Denmark's Sanctuaried Jews!

The Prey Of Fear, He, Always Curtailed, Extinguished, Thwarted By The Dusk, Work Partly Done, Says To The Alternating Blaze, "again The Sun! Anew Each Day; And New And New And New, That Comes Into And Steadies My Soul."