Worldly wealth is the Devil's bait and those whose minds feed upon riches recede in general from real happiness in proportion as their stores increase as the moon when she is fullest is farthest from the sun.
What is life when wanting love? Night without a morning love's the cloudless...
On a soap happiness never lasts for very long!
There'll always be working people in my poems because I grew up with them and I am a poet of memory.