I Have Never Met A Man Who

Throw A Stone Into The Stream And The Ripples That Propagate Themselves Are The Beautiful Type Of All Influence.

I Dream Of A Better Tomorrow, Where Chickens Can Cross The Road And Not Be Questioned About Their Motives.

Hast Thou Named All The Birds Without A Gun?

In Daily Life What Distinguishes The Master Is The Using Those Materials He Has, Instead Of Looking About For What Are More Renowned, Or What Others Have Used Well.

A Poem, A Sentence, Causes Us To See Ourselves. I Be, And I See My Being, At The Same Time.