To Me, Freedom Entitles You To Do

Frozen Dream I'll Take The Dream I Had Last Night And Put It In My Freezer, So Someday Long And Far Away When I'm An Old Grey Geezer, I'll Take It Out And Thaw It Out, This Lovely Dream I've Frozen, And Boil It Up And Sit Me Down A Dip My Old Cold Toes In.

Anything Can Happen, Child. Anything Can Be.

If You Want To Find Out What A Writer Or A Cartoonist Really Feels, Look At His Work. That's Enough.

We're All Worth The Same When We Turn Off The Light.

If We Meet And I Say, "hi," That's A Salutation. If You Ask Me How I Feel, That's A Consideration. If We Stop And Talk Awhile, That's A Conversation. If We Understand Each Other, That's Communication. If We Argue, Scream And Fight, That's An Altercation. If Later We Apologize, That's A Reconciliation. If We Help Each Other Home, That's Cooperation. And All These Ations Added Up Make Civilization. (and If I Say This Is A Wonderful Poem, Is That Exaggeration?)