What We Live By We Die By.

If The Day Ever Comes When They Know Who They Are, They May Know Better Where They Are.

An Idea Is A Feat Of Association, And The Height Of It Is A Good Metaphor.

For Dear Me, Why Abandon A Belief Merely Because It Ceases To Be True

He Is All Pine And I Am Apple Orchard. My Apple Trees Will Never Get Across And Eat The Cones Under His Pines, I Tell Him. He Only Says, "good Fences Make Good Neighbors.

Earth Would Soon Be Uninhabitable As The Moon. What For That Matter Had It Ever Been? Who Advised Man To Come And Live Therein?