Who can leap the world's ties and sit with me among white clouds?

And I will die, and you will die, and we all will die, and even the stars will fade out one after another in time.

I'd rather hop freights around the country and cook my food out of tin cans over wood fires, than be rich and have a home or work.

My witness is the empty sky.

Ah Japhy you taught me the final lesson of them all, you can't fall off a mountain.

Ah, it was a fine night, a warm night, a wine-drinking night, a moony night, and a night to hug your girl and talk and spit and be heavengoing.

The Four Inevitabilities: 1. Musty Books. 2. Uninteresting Nature. 3. Dull Existence. 4. Blank Nirvana, buy that boy.