Friends are not made, but recognized.

I fell in love with social work, and that was my undoing as a poet.

At the time, there were very few foreign names in the press and they were all factory workers. I thought I'd never get a job at a university with a foreign name.

Fain would I climb, yet fear I to fall.

Whosoever, in writing a modern history, shall follow truth too near the heels, it may happily strike out his teeth.