Quote #68

Take care to sell your horse before he dies. The art of life is passing losses on.

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  1. Her crop was a miscellany When all was said and done, A little bit of everything, A great deal of none.
  2. She drew back; he was calm 'It is this that had the power,' And he lashed his open palm With the tender-headed flower.
  3. I always have felt strange when we came home To the dark house after so long an absence, And the key rattled loudly into place Seemed to wa…
  4. But he sent her Good-by, And said to be good, And wear her red hood, And look for skunk tracks In the snow with an ax - And do everything!
  5. 'Don't let him cut my hand off- The doctor, when he comes. Don't let him, sister!' So. But the hand was gone already.
  6. There was never a sound beside the wood but one, And that was my long scythe whispering to the ground.
  7. The buzz saw snarled and rattled in the yard And made dust and dropped stove-length sticks of wood, Sweet-scented stuff when the breeze dre…
  8. To warm the frozen swamp as best it could With the slow smokeless burning of decay.

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