I Believe In Teaching, But I Don’t

But Strictly Held By None, Is Loosely Bound By Countless Silken Ties Of Love And Thought To Everything On Earth The Compass Round, And Only By One's Going Slightly Taut In The Capriciousness Of Summer Air Is Of The Slightest Bondage Made Aware.

For, Dear Me, Why Abandon A Belief, Merely Because It Ceases To Be True, Cling To It Long Enough, And Not A Doubt, It Will Turn True Again, For So It Goes.

He Burned His House Down For The Fire Insurance And Spent The Proceeds On A Telescope.

Let's Get My Incantation Right: "i Wish I May, I Wish I Might" Give Earth Another Satellite.

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