God pity us indeed, for we are human, And do not always see, The vision when it comes, the shining change, Or,… — Stephen Vincent Benet Copy Share Image
Truth is a hard deer to hunt. If you eat too much truth at once, you might die of the truth. — Stephen Vincent Benet Copy Share Image
If two New Hampshiremen aren't a match for the devil, we might as well give the country back to the Indians. — Stephen Vincent Benet Copy Share Image
Defeat is a fact and victory can be a fact. If the idea is good, it will survive defeat, it may even… — Stephen Vincent Benet Copy Share Image
Our earth is but a small star in a great universe. Yet of it we can make, if we choose, a planet… — Stephen Vincent Benet Copy Share Image
Technology will never rescue anyone from being a bad poet, but if you're good, it has the potential to do a lot… — Stephen Vincent Benet Copy Share Image
Ironically the blog has re-opened the essay as a good form for me. I like to look and make commentary! If I… — Stephen Vincent Benet Copy Share Image
Few people have written significant books about San Francisco. Robert Duncan was, in my opinion, often in the clouds. If he walked… — Stephen Vincent Benet Copy Share Image
Sometimes a sign or a quote is simply interesting by itself and does not require anything beyond being framed on a page. — Stephen Vincent Benet Copy Share Image
I have fallen in love with American names, the sharp names that never get fat. — Stephen Vincent Benet Copy Share Image
I have fallen in love with American names, the sharp, gaunt names that never get fat. — Stephen Vincent Benet Copy Share Image
It's to a younger people's advantage to work with evolving computer technologies that provide so many ways to explore the use and distribution of… — Stephen Vincent Benet Copy Share Image
“It's time to walk to the cider mill Through air like apple wine, And watch the moon rise over the hill, stinging and hard… — Stephen Vincent Benet Copy Share Image
“There is a wilderness we walk alone However well-companioned” — Stephen Vincent Benét Copy Share Image
Life is not lost by dying; life is lost minute by minute, day by dragging day, in all the thousand small uncaring ways. — Stephen Vincent Benet Copy Share Image
I died in my boots like a pioneer With the whole wide sky above me. — Stephen Vincent Benet Copy Share Image
I don't think I have ever really gotten Leopold Bloom's interior ramblings out of my head! I am sure that voice continues to inspire… — Stephen Vincent Benet Copy Share Image
And Thames and all the rivers of the kings Ran into Mississippi and were drowned. They planted England with a stubborn trust But the… — Stephen Vincent Benet Copy Share Image
Oh, Georgia booze is mighty fine booze, The best yuh ever poured yuh, But it eats the soles right offen yore shoes, For Hell's… — Stephen Vincent Benet Copy Share Image
