The Naming Of Cats Is A Difficult

With A Poem You Can Say 'i Got My Feeling Into Words For Myself. I Now Have The Equivalent In Words For That Much Of What I Have Felt.'

No Artist Produces Great Art By A Deliberate Attempt To Express His Own Personality.

And Would It Have Been Worth It, After All, Would It Have Been Worth While, After The Sunsets And The Dooryards And The Sprinkled Streets, After The Novels, After The Teacups, After The Skirts That Trail Along The Floor - And This, And So Much More? -

Light Light The Visible Reminder Of Invisible Light.

Now That The Lilacs Are In Bloom She Has A Bowl Of Lilacs In Her Room