Poetry Is The Renewal Of Words, Setting

Of All Crimes The Worst Is To Steal The Glory From The Great And Brave, Even More Accursed Than To Rob The Grave.

Come Grow Old With Me, For The Best Is Yet To Come!

The Best Things And Best People Rise Out Of Their Separateness; I'm Against A Homogenized Society Because I Want The Cream To Rise.

I'd Like To Get Away From Earth Awhile / And Then Come Back To It And Begin Over.

For Dear Me, Why Abandon A Belief Merely Because It Ceases To Be True