The Human Creature Is Alone

As Nature Is Always Careless And Indifferent Who Sees, Who Steps, Means Nothing And This Is Pretty.

Nothing Is More Wistful Than The Scent Of Lilac, Nor More Robust Than Its Woody Stalk, For We Must Remember That It Is A Tree As Well As A Flower, We Must Try Not To Forget This.

If A Lady Comes Up To You And Tells You That Your Dear Mama Is Lying In A Faint On The Pavement Round The Corner, Don't You Believe Her, Don't Have Anything To Do With Her, Do Not Go With Her Into The Cab. It Is The White Slave Traffic.

My Heart Was Full Of Softening Showers, I Used To Swing Like This For Hours, I Did Not Care For War Or Death, I Was Glad To Draw My Breath.

I Love People, But I Love The Thought And Memory Of Them Just As Much.