Edwin arlington robinson

She knows as well as anyone that pity, having played, soon tires.

I don't say what God is, but a name That somehow answers us when we are driven To feel and think how little we have to do With what we are.

Love must have wings to fly away from love, and to fly back again.

Youth sees too far to see how near it is To seeing farther.

He knows much of what men paint themselves would blister in the light of what they are.