God, Children Know Something They

We Are Adhering To Life Now With Our Last Muscle - The Heart.

An Image Is A Stop The Mind Makes Between Uncertainties.

This Head Has Risen Above Its Hair In A Moment Of Abandon Known Only To Men Who Have Drawn Their Feet Out Of Their Boots To Walk Awhile In The Corridors Of The Mind.

After All, It Is Not Where One Washes One's Neck That Counts But Where One Moistens One's Throat.

New York Is The Meeting Place Of The Peoples, The Only City Where You Can Hardly Find A Typical American.