I Had Been Keeping An Off Eye

Life Is Like An Onion. You Peel It Off One Layer At A Time, And Sometimes You Weep.

I Won't Take My Religion From Any Man Who Never Works Except With His Mouth.

The Shovel Is The Brother To The Gun.

I Tell You The Past Is A Bucket Of Ashes, So Live Not In Your Yesterdays, No Just For Tomorrow, But In The Here And Now. Keep Moving And Forget The Post Mortems; And Remember, No One Can Get The Jump On The Future.

Poetry Is An Art Practiced With The Terribly Plastic Material Of Human Language.