There Are Few Sorrows, However

A Civilized Society Is One Which Tolerates Eccentricity To The Point Of Doubtful Sanity.

He Is All Pine And I Am Apple Orchard. My Apple Trees Will Never Get Across And Eat The Cones Under His Pines, I Tell Him. He Only Says, "good Fences Make Good Neighbors.

The Rose Is A Rose, And Was Always A Rose. But The Theory Now Goes That The Apple's A Rose.

Bounds Should Be Set To Ingenuity For Being So Cruel In Bringing Change Unheralded On The Unready.

I'd Like To Get Away From Earth Awhile / And Then Come Back To It And Begin Over.