He Says The Best Way Out Is

He Is All Pine And I Am Apple Orchard. My Apple Trees Will Never Get Across And Eat The Cones Under His Pines, I Tell Him. He Only Says, "good Fences Make Good Neighbors.

There Never Was Any Heart Truly Great And Generous, That Was Not Also Tender And Compassionate.

The Sun Was Warm But The Wind Was Chill. You Know How It Is With An April Day. When The Sun Is Out And The Wind Is Still, You're One Month On In The Middle Of May. But If You So Much As Dare To Speak, A Cloud Come Over The Sunlit Arch, And Wind Comes Off A Frozen Peak, And You're Two Months Back In The Middle Of March.

My Goal In Life Is To Unite My Avocation With My Vocation, As My Two Eyes Make One In Sight.

The Only Way Around Is Through.