It Would Be A Colorless World If

I Have Had My Ups And Downs But Wotthehell Wotthehell Yesterday Sceptres And Crowns Fried Oysters And Velvet Gowns And Today I Herd With Bums But Wotthehell Wotthehell I Wake The World From Sleep As I Caper And Sing And Leap When I Sing My Wild Free Tune Wotthehell Wotthehell Under The Blear Eyed Moon I Am Pelted With Cast Off Shoon But Wotthehell Wotthehell

A Little While With Grief And Laughter, And Then The Day Will Close; The Shadows Gather ... What Comes After No Man Knows.

In All Systems Of Theology The Devil Figures As A Male Person. Yes, It Is Women Who Keep The Church Going.

Man Cannot Be Uplifted; He Must Be Seduced Into Virtue

A Fierce Unrest Seethes At The Core, Of All Existing Things:, It Was The Eager Wish To Soar, That Gave The Gods Their Wings.