Not To Sink Under Being

Don't Be Agnostic - Be Something.

The Only Certain Freedom's In Departure.

What Is Done Is Done For The Love Of It- Or Not Really Done At All.

Whose Woods These Are I Think I Know. His House Is In The Village Though; He Will Not See Me Stopping Here To Watch His Woods Fill Up With Snow.

Come Grow Old With Me, For The Best Is Yet To Come!