When The Wound/ No Longer Hurts/ The

Who Fights May Lose, But Who Does Not Fight Has Lost Already.

Oh Why Do We Not Say The Important Things, It Would Be So Easy, And We Are Damned Because We Do Not.

Whenever There Are Great Virtues, It's A Sure Sign Something's Wrong.

You Can't Write Poems About Trees When The Woods Are Full Of Policemen.

Righteous People Have No Sense Of Humor.