Arithmetic Is Where Numbers Fly Like Pigeons

Poetry Is A Tracing Of The Trajectories Of A Finite Sound To The Infinite Points Of Its Echoes.

People Lie Because They Don't Remember Clear What They Saw. People Lie Because They Can't Help Making A Story Better Than It Was The Way It Happened.

Why Does A Hearse Horse Snicker, Hauling A Lawyer Away?

I Was Up Day And Night With Lincoln For Years. I Couldn't Have Picked A Better Companion.

Out Of Great Russia Came Three Dusky Syllables Workmen Took Guns And Went Out To Die For: Bread, Peace, Land.