If We, Citizens, Do Not Support Our

You May Not Believe In Life, But I Don't Believe In Death. Move On!

It Was A Huge Zoo, Spread Over Numberless Acres, Big Enough To Require A Train To Explore It, Though It Seemed To Get Smaler As I Grew Older, Train Included. Now It's So Small It Fits In My Head.

I Ask You, Is It The Fig Tree's Fault That It's Not The Season For Figs? What Kind Of Thing Is That To Do To An Innocent Tree, Wither It Instantly?

If You Stumble At Mere Believability, What Are You Living For? Isn't Love Hard To Believe?

He's A Shy Man. Life Has Taught Him Not To Show Off What Is Most Precious To Him.