Now Close The Windows And Hush All

People Who Read Me Seem To Be Divided Into Four Groups: Twenty-five Percent Like Me For The Right Reasons; Twenty-five Percent Like Me For The Wrong Reasons; Twenty-five Percent Hate Me For The Wrong Reasons; Twenty-five Percent Hate Me For The Right Reasons. It's That Last Twenty-five Percent That Worries Me.

The People I Want To Hear About Are The People Who Take Risks.

The People I Am Most Afraid Of Are Those Who Are The Most Afraid.

Earth's The Right Place For Love. I Don't Know Where It's Likely To Go Better.

Before I Built A Wall I'd Ask To Know What I Was Walling In Or Walling Out.