“See Time has touched me gently in his race And left no odious furrows in my face.”

“See Time has touched me gently in his race And left no odious furrows in my face.”

“All that is not prose passes for poetry.”

“In this fool's paradise he drank delight”

“When the light at Vernon turned green, we stepped into the street and George grabbed my hand and the ghosts of our younger selves crossed with us.”