Every blunder behind us is giving a cheer for us, and only for those who were willing to fail are the dangers and splendors of life.
Sometime they'll give a war and nobody will come.
Ordering a man to write a poem is like commanding a pregnant woman to give birth to a red-headed child.
Give me hunger, pain and want, Shut me out with shame and failure From your doors of gold and fame, Give me your shabbiest, weariest hunger! But leave me a little love.
Now I am here - now read me - give me a name.
So I turn once more to those who sneer at this my city, and I give them back the sneer and say to them: Come and show me another city with lifted head singing so proud to be alive and coarse and strong and cunning.
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