And The Stars Were Icicles Of Mockery

Something Good Will Come Out Of All Things Yet — And It Will Be Golden And Eternal Just Like That.

If You Own A Rug You Own Too Much.

Paris Is A Woman But London Is An Independent Man Puffing His Pipe In A Pub.

We Should Be Wondering Tonight, "is There A World?" But I Could Go And Talk On 5, 10, 20 Minutes About Is There A World, Because There Is Really No World, Cause Sometimes I'm Walkin' On The Ground And I See Right Through The Ground. And There Is No World. And You'll Find Out.

Books, Shmooks, This Sickness Has Got Me Wishing If I Can Ever Get Out Of This I'll Gladly Become A Millworker And Shut My Big Mouth.