He Wrapped Himself In Quotations - As

But He Couldn't Lie If You Paid Him And He'd Starve Before He Stole.

We're Poor Little Lambs Who've Lost Our Way, Baa! Baa! Baa! We're Little Black Sheep Who've Gone Astray, Baa-aa-aa! Gentlemen-rankers Out On The Spree, Damned From Here To Eternity, God Ha' Mercy On Such As We, Baa! Yah! Bah!

Follow The Dream, And Always The Dream, And Only The Dream.

Fiction Is Truth's Elder Sister. Obviously. No One In The World Knew What Truth Was Till Some One Had Told A Story.

It'is Like A Book, I Think, This Bloomin' World.