I'm So Glad I Live In A

That Is One Consolation When You Are Poor—there Are So Many More Things You Can Imagine About.

Thank Goodness Air And Salvation Are Still Free...and So Is Laughter.

An Old House With Its Windows Gone Always Makes Me Think Of Something Dead With Its Eyes Picked Out.

I Have A Little Brown Cocoon Of An Idea That May Possibly Expand Into A Magnificent Moth Of Fulfilment.

The World Is Always Young Again For Just A Few Moments At The Dawn.