“Outcasts of war, misfits, rebellious souls, Seekers of some vague kingdom in the stars - They hide out in the hills and stir up trouble, Call themselves prophets, too, and prophesy, That something new is coming to the world, The Lord knows what! Well, it's a long time coming, And, meanwhile, we're the wheat between the stones.” KnowsWorldWellsLongWarSoulStarsLordTroubleLong TimeStonesKingdomsHillsProphetSomething NewVagueSeekersRebelliousWheatOutcastMisfits Author:Stephen Vincent Benet
“Most of the time I'm not really attracted to writing that's focused on filling and fighting it out within a well-defined container. I like work that gets out in the world and lets the world shape the poem.” WorldWritingWellsFightingShapesFocusedDefinedFillingContainers Author:Stephen Vincent Benet
“As for what you're calling hard luck - well, we made New England out of it. That and codfish.” WellsMadeHardCallingEnglandLuckFishesNew England Author:Stephen Vincent Benet
“If two New Hampshiremen aren't a match for the devil, we might as well give the country back to the Indians.” IfsGivingWellsTwoCountryHomeMightTravelDevil Author:Stephen Vincent Benet
