The Creatures I Seek Do Not Want

I Am A Fugitive And A Vagabond, A Sojourner Seeking Signs.

Then Why Did You Tell Me?

Your Feelings Are None Of Your Business.

You Can't Test Courage Cautiously.

I Think That The Dying Pray At The Last Not Please But Thank You, As A Guest Thanks His Host At The Door. Falling From Airplanes The People Are Crying Thank You, Thank You, All Down The Air; And The Cold Carriages Draw Up For Them On The Rocks.