The Shivering Birds Beneath The Eaves Have

If A Man Is Not Faithful To His Own Individuality, He Cannot Be Loyal To Anything.

Adventure-seasoned And Storm-buffeted, I Shun All Signs Of Anchorage, Because The Zest Of Life Exceeds The Bound Of Laws.

The Shivering Birds Beneath The Eaves Have Sheltered For The Night.

And, Hungry For The Old, Familiar Ways, I Turned Aside And Bowed My Head And Wept.

Idealism Is Like A Castle In The Air If It Is Not Based On A Solid Foundation Of Social And Political Realism.