Life Dosent Frighten Me At All.

Let America Be The Dream The Dreamers Dreamed - Let It Be That Great Strong Land Of Love Where Never Kings Connive Nor Tyrants Scheme That Any Man Be Crushed By One Above.

Folks, I'm Telling You, Birthing Is Hard And Dying Is Mean- So Get Yourself A Little Loving In Between.

I Did Not Believe Political Directives Could Be Successfully Applied To Creative Writing . . . Not To Poetry Or Fiction, Which To Be Valid Had To Express As Truthfully As Possible The Individual Emotions And Reactions Of The Writer.

The Rain Plays A Little Sleep Song On Our Roof At Night And I Love The Rain.

Don't Come Giving Me, Who's Old Enough To Die And Too Near Blind To Create Anything Any More Anyhow, A Great Big Banquet That You Eat Up In Honor Of Your Own Stomachs As Much As In Honor Of Me- Who's Toothless And Can't Eat.