When I Am Feeling Low All I

I Was Drawn To All The Wrong Things: I Liked To Drink, I Was Lazy, I Didn't Have A God, Politics, Ideas, Ideals.

All That I Know Is That I Believe In The Sound Of Music And The Running Of A Horse. All Else Is Squabble.

I Went Home Each Night Dizzy And Sick. He Was Murdering Me With The Sound Of His Voice.

How Are His Poems?" "he's Not As Good As He Thinks He Is, But Then Most Of Us Feel That Way.

For Each Joan Of Arc There Is A Hitler Perched At The Other End Of The Teeter-totter.