His Lips Drink Water But His Heart

Writingis An Art; And Artistsare Human Beings. As A Human Being Stands, So A Human Being Is

Spring Is Like A Perhaps Hand

You Shall Above All Things Be Glad And Young.

The Hardest Challenge Is To Be Yourself In A World Where Everyone Is Trying To Make You Be Somebody Else.

-before Leaving My Room I Turn, And (stooping Through The Morning) Kiss This Pillow, Dear Where Our Heads Lived And Were.