Laughter Is The Language Of The Soul.

She Did Not Speak For Speech Was Unknown To Her.

The Truth Is In The Prolouge. Death To The Romantic Fool., The Expert In Solitary Confinement.

And I, A Materialist Who Does Not Believe In The Starry Heaven Promised To A Human Being, For This Dog And For Every Dog I Believe In Heaven, Yes, I Believe In A Heaven That I Will Never Enter, But He Waits For Me Wagging His Big Fan Of A Tail So I, Soon To Arrive, Will Feel Welcomed.

And When You Appear All The Rivers Sound In My Body, Bells Shake The Sky, And A Hymn Fills The World.

You Can Cut All The Flowers But You Cannot Keep Spring From Coming.