Louise Closser Hale
Love! The poor word. How it has suffered up and down the streets of the world.Collection: World
The spring in Boston is like being in love: bad days slip in among the good ones, and the whole world is at a standstill, then the sun shines, the tears dry up, and we forget that yesterday was stormy.Collection: Spring
London is like a woman with too many years to encourage confession.Collection: Years
Even those who lose the battle are not cowards - if they have fought.Collection: Effort
I guess the quality that makes one write poetry keeps one from selling it.Collection: Writing