Rot dead marigolds- an acre at a time! Gold are you? - William Carlos Williams

I lie here thinking of you:— the stain of love is upon the world!

I prefer not to starve, to live by the practice of medicine, which combines the best features of both science and philosophy with that imponderable and enlightening element, disease, unknown in its normality to either. But, like Pasteur, when he was young, or anyone else who has something to do, I wish I had more money for my literary experiments.”

The descent beckons
as the ascent beckoned