The Central Idea Of Poetry Is The

The Sceptics, Like Bees, Give Their One Sting And Die.

One Elephant Having A Trunk Was Odd; But All Elephants Having Trunks Looked Like A Plot.

The Man Who Says, 'my Country Right Or Wrong' Is Like The Man Who Says, 'my Mother Drunk Or Sober'

The Triangle Of Truisms, Of Father, Mother And Child, Cannot Be Destroyed; It Can Only Destroy Those Civilizations Which Disregard It.

To Be Wrong, And To Be Carefully Wrong, That Is The Definition Of Decadence.