Africa Has Her Mouth On

Night Came Walking Through Egypt Swishing Her Black Dress.

I Do Not Weep At The World I Am Too Busy Sharpening My Oyster Knife.

That Is The Way With People ... If They Do You Wrong, They Invent A Bad Name For You, A Good Name For Their Acts And Then Destroy You In The Name Of Virtue.

Every Morning The World Flung Itself Over And Exposed The Town To The Sun.

Friendship Is A Mysterious And Ocean-bottom Thing. Who Can Know The Outer Ranges Of It? Perhaps No Human Being Has Ever Explored Its Limits.