There Are Poets And There Are Grownups.

You've Never Seen Death? Look In The Mirror Every Day And You Will See It Like Bees Working In A Glass Hive.

The Dead Drug Leaves A Ghost Behind. At Certain Hours It Haunts The House.

Since The Day Of My Birth, My Death Began Its Walk. It Is Walking Toward Me, Without Hurrying.

One Must Not Mistake Majority For Truth.

Art Is A Marriage Of The Conscious And The Unconscious.