Something That You Feel Will

As Early Pioneers In The Knowing, That When You Lose Your Reason, You Attain Highest Perfect Knowing.

Whither Goest Thou, America, In Thy Shiny Car In The Night?

There Are Worse Things Than Being Mad.

On Soft Spring Nights I'll Stand In The Yard Under The Stars - Something Good Will Come Out Of All Things Yet - And It Will Be Golden And Eternal Just Like That - There's No Need To Say Another Word.

Don't Use The Phone. People Are Never Ready To Answer It. Use Poetry.