Poetry Makes Nothing Happen.

Let All Your Thinks Be Thanks.

Blessed Be All Metrical Rules That Forbid Automatic Responses, Force Us To Have Second Thoughts, Free Us From The Fetters Of Self.

Acts Of Injustice Done Between The Setting And The Rising Sun In History Lie Like Bones, Each One.

Health Is The State About Which Medicine Has Nothing To Say.

It Is Nonsense To Speak Of 'higher' And 'lower' Pleasures. To A Hungry Man It Is, Rightly, More Important That He Eat Than That He Philosophize.