The Stillness Of October Gold Went Out

Love Must Have Wings To Fly Away From Love, And To Fly Back Again.

I Cannot Find My Way: There Is No Star In All The Shrouded Heavens Anywhere

The World Is A Kind Of Spiritual Kindergarten Where Millions Of Bewildered Infants Are Trying To Spell "god" With The Wrong Blocks.

Life Is The Game That Must Be Played.

This Morning I Deleted The Hyphen From "hell-bound" And Made It One Word; This Afternoon I Redivided It And Restored The Hyphen.