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When a man tells you that he got rich through hard work, ask him: ‘Whose?’
Poetry is what Milton saw when he went blind.
Writing a book of poetry is like dropping a rose petal down the Grand Canyon and waiting for the echo.
Publishing a volume of verse is like dropping a rose petal down the Grand Canyon and waiting for the echo.
There is nothing so habit-forming as money.
We pay for the mistakes of our ancestors, and it seems only fair that they should leave us the money to pay with.
Fate often puts all the material for happiness and prosperity into a man’s hands just to see how miserable he can make himself with them.
Happiness is the interval between periods of unhappiness.
Every cloud has its silver lining but it is sometimes a little difficult to get it to the mint.
Procrastination is the art of keeping up with yesterday.