I Want To Do Everything In The

Their Lips Brushed Like Young Wild Flowers In The Wind.

It Is Not Life That's Complicated, It's The Struggle To Guide And Control Life.

So When The Blue Smoke Of Brittle Leaves Was In The Air And The Wind Blew The Wet Laundry Stiff On The Line I Decided To Come Back Home.

When He Buys His Ties He Has To Ask If Gin Will Make Them Run.

Of All Natural Forces, Vitality Is The Incommunicable One. . . . Vitality Never "takes." You Have It Or You Haven't It, Like Health Or Brown Eyes Or A Baritone Voice.