We Have A World For Each One,

When I Am Asleep I Dream What I Dream When I Am Awake. It's A Continuous Dream.

All The Suns Labor To Kindle Your Flame And A Microbe Puts It Out.

Situated In Some Nebulous Distance I Do What I Do So That The Universal Balance Of Which I Am A Part May Remain A Balance.

The Less You Think You Are, The More You Bear. And If You Think You Are Nothing, You Bear Everything.

My Father, When He Went, Made My Childhood A Gift Of A Half A Century.