A Dollar Saved Is A Quarter Earned.

Boys Are The Cash Of War.

I Have One Head That Wants To Be Good, And One That Wants To Be Bad. And Always, As Soon As I Get Up, One Of My Heads Is Sad.

Poetry Lies Its Way To The Truth.

Love Is The Word Used To Label The Sexual Excitement Of The Young, The Habituation Of The Middle-aged, And The Mutual Dependence Of The Old.

One Night I Dreamed I Was Locked In My Father's Watch With Ptolemy And Twenty-one Ruby Stars Mounted On Spheres And The Primum Mobile Coiled And Gleaming To The End Of Space And The Notched Spheres Eating Each Other's Rinds To The Last Tooth Of Time, And The Case Closed.