Treat A Man Like Dirt-he Produces Flowers.

Such Was A Poet And Shall Be And Is -who'll Solve The Depths Of Horror To Defend A Sunbeam's Architecture With His Life: And Carve Immortal Jungles Of Despair To Hold A Mountain's Heartbeat In His Hand.

What If A Much Of A Which Of A Wind Gives The Truth To Summer's Lie; Bloodies With Dizzying Leaves The Sun And Yanks Immortal Stars Awry?

It Takes Three To Make A Child.

The First Step To Expanding Your Reality Is To Discard The Tendency To Exclude Things From Possibility.

Great Men Burn Bridges Before They Come To Them