Though We Do Not Have Many Poets,

The Surprise Of Animals... In And Out, Cats And Dogs And A Milk Goat And Chickens And Guinea Hens, All Taken For Granted, As If Man Was Intended To Live On Terms Of Friendly Intercourse With The Rest Of Creation Instead Of Huddling In Isolation On The Fourteenth Floor Of An Apartment House In A City Where Animals Occurred Behind Bars In The Zoo.

Great Writers Leave Us Not Just Their Works, But A Way Of Looking At Things.

Art Is A Framework, A Kind Of Living Trellis, On Which Public Dreaming Can Shape Itself.

If One Is Going To Change Things, One Has To Make A Fuss And Catch The Eye Of The World.

As Long As Mixed Grills And Combination Salads Are Popular, Anthologies Will Undoubtedly Continue In Favor.