Upon the clothes behind the tenement, That hang like ghosts suspended from the lines, Linking each flat, but to each indifferent, Incongruous and strange the moonlight shines

Upon the clothes behind the tenement, That hang like ghosts suspended from the lines, Linking each flat, but to each indifferent, Incongruous and strange the moonlight shines.

Nations, like plants and human beings, grow. And if the development is thwarted they are dwarfed and overshadowed.

Nations, like plants and human beings, grow. And if the development is thwarted they are dwarfed and overshadowed.

Idealism is like a castle in the air if it is not based on a solid foundation of social and political realism.

Although she feeds me bread of bitterness,/ And sinks into my throat her tiger's tooth,/ Stealing my breath of life, I will confess/ I love this cultured hell that tests my youth!