You Have To Believe In Yourself. That's

Why Should Poetry Have To Make Sense?

A Day Without Laughter Is A Day Wasted.

Words Seem So Futile, So Feeble. You Are All Such Lovely, Beautiful People ... Thank You.

I'd Sooner Be Called A Successful Crook Than A Destitute Monarch.

I'm An Old Sinner. Nothing Shocks Me.