Greed Has Poisoned Men's Souls.

Beauty Is An Omnipresence Of Death And Loveliness, A Smiling Sadness That We Discern In Nature And All Things, A Mystic Communion That The Poet Feels.

I Don't Think The Real America Is In New York Or On The Pacific Coast; Personally, I Like The Middle West Much Better, Places Like North And South Dakota, Minneapolis And Saint Paul. There, I Think, Are The True Americans

One Murder Makes A Villain; Millions, A Hero.

Simplicity Of Approach Is Always Best.

By Simple Common Sense I Don't Believe In God, In None.