Every One Soon Or Late Comes Round

Art Remains The One Way Possible Of Speaking Truth.

But How Carve Way I' The Life That Lies Before, If Bent On Groaning Ever For The Past?

Poetry, Like Love, Is Something We Never Truly Say Goodbye To.

The Trouble That Most Of Us Find With The Modern Matched Sets Of Clubs Is That They Don't Really Seem To Know Any More About The Game Than The Old Ones Did.

Brightest Truth, Purest Trust In The Universe, All Were For Me, In The Kiss Of One Girl.