Recall That Whatever Lofty Things You Might

There Are Some Who'd Hardly Lift A Finger For Kindness, But They Would Haul Up A Load Of Rock To Dump On Some Soul They Think's Been Too Lucky.

I Prefer To Remain Anomalous.

The Longer You Live, The More Likely You Are To Have Something To Say.

A Dog Can't Think That Much About What He's Doing, He Just Does What Feels Right.

Want Is A Thing That Unfurls Unbidden Like Fungus, Opening Large Upon Itself, Stopless, Filling The Sky. But Needs, From One Day To The Next, Are Few Enough To Fit In A Bucket, With Room Enough Left To Rattle Like Brittle Brush In A Dry Wind.