The Only Reason The Protestants And Catholics

I'll Love You Till The Ocean Is Folded And Hung Up To Dry And The Seven Stars Go Squawking Like Geese About The Sky.

Acts Of Injustice Done Between The Setting And The Rising Sun In History Lie Like Bones, Each One.

In Brueghel’s Icarus, For Instance: How Everything Turns Away Quite Leisurely From The Disaster, The Ploughman May Have Heard The Splash, The Forsaken Cry, But For Him It Was Not An Important Failure; The Sun Shone As It Had To On The White Legs Disappearing Into The Green Water, And The Expensive Ship That Must Have Seen Something Amazing, A Boy Falling Out Of The Sky, Had Somewhere To Get To And Sailed Calmly On.

We Are All Here On Earth To Help Others; What On Earth The Others Are Here For I Don't Know.

No Human Being Is Innocent, But There Is A Class Of Innocent Human Actions Called Games.