I Believe Most People Are

The Man In Black Fled Across The Desert, And The Gunslinger Followed.

Bird And Bear And Hare And Fish, Give My Love Her Fondest Wish.

I Understand From My Own Work That Haste Makes Waste. But I Also Understand That ... The Creative Spark Dims, And Then Death Puts It Out. William Shakespeare, For Instance, Hasn’t Produced A New Play For 400 Years. That, My Friends, Is A Long Dry Spell.

The Town Kept Its Secrets, And The Marsten House Brooded Over It Like A Ruined King.

I Win, You Win. You Win, I Win. The Gun, I Win. The Fruit, You Win. I Win, You Win.