Love Is The Every Only

It Takes Three To Make A Child.

That Strictly(and How)scienti Fic Land Of Supernod Where Freedom Is Compulsory And Only Man Is God.

Progress Is A Comfortable Disease.

When Skies Are Hanged And Oceans Drowned, The Single Secret Will Still Be Man

-before Leaving My Room I Turn, And (stooping Through The Morning) Kiss This Pillow, Dear Where Our Heads Lived And Were.