Words Are For Those With Promises To

We Must Love One Another Or Die

There Was Still Gold And Silver In The Mountains, And Hunger Was A More Immediate Sorrow

The Basic Stimulus To The Intelligence Is Doubt, A Feeling That The Meaning Of An Experience Is Not Self-evident.

God Bless The Usa, So Large, So Friendly, And So Rich.

The Center That I Cannot Find Is Known To My Unconscious Mind.