Coffee in England is just toasted milk.
The dark is light enough.
How can a man learn navigation Where there's no rudder?
It's always our touches of vanity that manage to betray us.
The moon is nothing But a circumambulating aphrodisiac Divinely subsidized to provoke the world Into a rising birth-rate
We must each find our separate meaning in the persuasion of our days until we meet in the meaning of the world.