The Lights Must Never Go

In The End, Art Is Small Beer. The Really Serious Things Are Earning One's Living So As Not To Be A Parasite And Loving One's Neighbor.

We Are All Here On Earth To Help Others; What On Earth The Others Are Here For I Don't Know.

Over The Tea-cups And In The Square The Tongue Has Its Desire; Still Waters Run Deep, My Dear, There's Never Smoke Without Fire.

The Stars Are Not Wanted Now, Put Out Every One Pack Up The Moon & Dismantle The Sun.

We All Have These Places Where Shy Humiliations Gambol On Sunny Afternoons.