God Save Us From People Who Mean

Every Object Strives For Its Proper Place. A Book Seeks To Be Near Its Truest Admirer. Just As This Helpless Moth Seeks To Be Near The Candle That Infatuates Him.

All You Who Sleep Tonight Far From The Ones You Love, No Hand To Left Or Right, An Emptiness Above-- Know That You Aren't Alone. The Whole World Shares Your Tears, Some For Two Nights Or One, And Some For All Your Years.

And An Equation Is The Same Whether It's Written In Red Or Green Ink

I Think If Something Is Worth Doing, It's Worth Doing Well. And Worth Thinking About It As Well.

You Can Talk Good Ideas Out Of Existence.