Poetry Is What Milton Saw When He

Procrastination Is The Art Of Keeping Up With Yesterday.

What Man Calls Civilization Always Results In Deserts.

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

Man Cannot Be Uplifted; He Must Be Seduced Into Virtue

I Suppose The Human Race Is Doing The Best It Can But Hells Bells Thats Only An Explanation Its Not An Excuse.