She could never be part of so much of his turbulent history, his youthful adventure, where life had been deeply felt.

We all write poems; it is simply that poets are the ones who write in words.

... but it's fun being alive, isn't it? I feel as if I'd only got to stretch up my hands to all those stars and catch as many of them as I want to.

I am only doing now what I have ever done; and ever will continue to do - that is adapting past experience to present reform in the light of high ideals and future objects.

Written By John Burns

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