The fullest and best ears of corn hang lowest toward the ground.
Ah, woe is me! Winter is come and gone. But grief returns with the revolving year.
Life may change, but it may fly not; Hope may vanish, but can die not; Truth be veiled, but still it burneth; Love repulsed, - but it returneth!
When my cats aren't happy, I'm not happy. Not because I care about their mood but because I know they're just sitting there thinking up ways to get even.
The more we study the more we discover our ignorance.
Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
Love withers under constraints: its very essence is liberty: it is compatible neither with obedience, jealousy, nor fear.
Married or Single? There is no good choice. It's like when your doctor says, 'Ointment?' or 'Suppositories'?
Some types of environmental restoration projects are well-known restored wetlands, for instance, or coal mine reclamation projects. Recently though, larger dam removal projects have started, a number of them in Washington state.
Tomorrow changes the face of reality.
"Confessional poetry" is another one of those labels. It goes in and out of fashion.