Poetry Is A Packsack Of Invisible Keepsakes.

Nothing Happens Unless First We Dream.

Where Was I Going? I Puzzled And Wondered About It Til I Actually Enjoyed The Puzzlement And Wondering.

The Greatest Cunning Is To Have None At All.

Money Buys Everything Except Love, Personality, Freedom, Immortality, Silence, Peace.

I Learned You Can't Trust The Judgment Of Good Friends.