Not To Discover Weakness Is The Artifice

Bring Me The Sunset In A Cup.

The Spreading Wide My Narrow Hands / To Gather Paradise-.

I . . . Am Small, Like The Wren, And My Hair Is Bold Like The Chestnut Burr; And My Eyes Like The Sherry In The Glass That The Guest Leaves.

Behavior Is What A Man Does, Not What He Thinks, Feels, Or Believes.

I Took One Draught Of Life - I'll Tell You What I Paid - Precisely An Existence - The Market Price, They Said.