To work hard, to live hard, to die hard, and then go to hell after all would be too damned hard.

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, if the women don't get you then the whiskey must.

There is only one child in the world and the Child’s name is All Children.

My name is Truth and I am the most elusive captive in the universe.

Come clean with a child heart Laugh as peaches in the summer wind Let rain on a house roof be a song Let the writing on your face be a smell of apple orchards on late June.

Poetry is a mystic, sensuous mathematics of fire, smoke-stacks, waffles, pansies, people, and purple sunsets.

We had two grand antique professors who had been teaching at Lombard since before I was born.