Tomorrow Is Our Permanent Address.

Let Must Or If Be Damned With Whomever's Afraid Down With Ought With Because With Every Brain Which Thinks It Thinks, Nor Dares To Feel.

Take The Matter Of Being Born. What Does Being Born Mean To Most People?

You Are My Sun, My Moon, And All My Stars.

What Time Is It? It Is By Every Star A Different Time, And Each Most Falsely True.

The Sweet Small Clumsy Feet Of April Came Into The Ragged Meadow Of My Soul.