Life Is An Egg You Have To

Money And Art Are Far Apart.

Never Look For A Worm In The Apple Of Your Eye.

Gather Out Of Star-dust, Earth-dust, Cloud-dust, Storm-dust, And Splinters Of Hail, One Handful Of Dream-dust, Not For Sale.

The Rain Plays A Little Sleep Song On Our Roof At Night And I Love The Rain.

Hold Fast To Dreams, For If Dreams Die, Life Is A Broken-winged Bird That Cannot Fly.