Fishing Is A Delusion Entirely Surrounded By

My Heart Hath Followed All My Days Something I Cannot Name.

He Worked Like Hell In The Country So He Could Live In The City, Where He Worked Like Hell So He Could Live In The Country.

Vibrations Are The Key To Everything. Atoms Used To Be, But Atoms Have Quite Gone Out.

For Him Who Fain Would Teach The World The World Holds Hate In Fee- For Socrates, The Hemlock Cup; For Christ, Gethsemane.

There Was Once A Hindu Sage, Who Sat Down On The Banks Of The Ganges And Thought For Seventy Years About The Millennium. Just As He Arrived At The Solution And Was Putting It Into Verse, A Mosquito Stung Him And He Forgot It Again At Once.