Yesterday's Gone On Down The

Occasionally The Very Youngness Of The Young Moved Him To Charity--they Had No Sense Of The Swiftness Of Life, Nor Of Its Limits. The Years Would Pass Like Weeks, And Loves Would Pass Too, Or Else Grow Sour.

They Say Money Kinda Melts When You Take It Across A Border.

Certainly On The Vast Windy Plain, There Was Plenty Of Nothing To Be Looked At.

Self-parody Is The First Portent Of Age.

If I Had A Mind To Rent Pigs, I'd Be Mighty Upset. A Man That Likes To Rent Pigs Won't Be Stopped.