There Ought To Be A Law About

My Father Probably Thought The Capital Of The World Was Wherever He Was At The Time. It Couldn't Possibly Be Anyplace Else. Where He And His Wife Were In Their Own Home, That, For Them, Was The Capital Of The World.

The Land Created Me. I'm Wild And Lonesome. Even As I Travel The Cities, I'm More At Home In The Vacant Lots.

It's Not A House, It's A Home.

After A While You Earn That Privacy Is Something You Can Sell, But You Can't Buy It Back.

Life Is Sad, Life Is A Bust, All You Can Do Is Do What You Must.