A mighty good sausage stuffer was spoiled when the man became a poet. - "Eugene Field"

A mighty good sausage stuffer was spoiled when the man became a poet.
Eugene Field

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All good and true booklovers practice the pleasing and improving avocation of reading in bed ... No book can be appreciated until it has been slept with and dreamed over.
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Ideas came with explosive immediacy, like an instant birth. Human thought is like a monstrous pendulum; it keeps swinging from one extreme to the other.
- Eugene Field