Shoulder The Sky, My Lad, And Drink

Therefore, Since The World Has Still Much Good, But Much Less Good Than Ill

Great Literature Should Do Some Good To The Reader: Must Quicken His Perception Though Dull, And Sharpen His Discrimination Though Blunt, And Mellow The Rawness Of His Personal Opinions.

Experience Has Taught Me, When I Am Shaving Of A Morning, To Keep Watch Over My Thoughts, Because, If A Line Of Poetry Strays Into My Memory, My Skin Bristles So That The Razor Ceases To Act.

Earth And High Heaven Are Fixed Of Old And Founded Strong.

And Malt Does More Than Milton Can To Justify God's Ways To Man.