Manifesting that order of poetry where we can at last grow up to that which we stored up as we grew.

The amount of sensory material stored up or stored down in the brain's and the body's systems is inestimable. It's like a culture at the bottom of a jar, although it doesn't grow, I think, or help anything else to grow unless you find a way to reach it and touch it.

words...To lure the tribal shoals to epigram / And order.

One has to grow up with good talk in order to form the habit of it.

I grew up in that world of power and politics in Washington, but when you grow up around it, you are completely unfazed by it.

I never want to grow up.