A Liberal Is A Man Too Broadminded

I Hold It To Be The Inalienable Right Of Anybody To Go To Hell In His Own Way.

The Only Certain Freedom's In Departure.

The Sweet Of Bitter Bark And Burning Clove.

For Me The Initial Delight Is In The Surprise Of Remembering Something I Didn't Know I Knew. I Have Never Started A Poem Yet Whose End I Knew.

What We Live By We Die By.