Freedom Is Baffling: Men Having

What Else Have I Done Nearly All My Life Than Go Hungry And Go On Singing?

I Am Still Studying Verbs And The Mystery Of How They Connect Nouns. I Am More Suspicious Of Adjectives Than At Any Other Time In All My Born Days.

Poetry Is The Cipher Key To The Five Mystic Wishes Packed In A Hollow Silver Bullet Fed To A Flying Fish.

Anger Is The Most Impotent Of Passions. It Effects Nothing It Goes About, And Hurts The One Who Is Possessed By It More Than The One Against Whom It Is Directed.

I Couldn't See Myself Filling Some Definite Niche In What Is Called A Career. This Was All Misty.