1902 – 1971 • American • Poet
Some debts are fun when you are acquiring them, but none are fun when you set about retiring them.
I think remorse ought to stop biting the consciences that feed it.
Remorse is a violent dyspepsia of the mind.
The cow is of the bovine ilk; one end is moo, the other milk.
People who have what they want are fond of telling people who haven't what they want that they really don't want it.
One man's remorse is another man's reminiscence.
