If you're going to San Francisco, be sure to wear some flowers in your hair, if you're going to San Francisco, you're gonna meet some gentle people there.

My galligaskins, that have long withstood The winter's fury, and encroaching frosts, By time subdued (what will not time subdue!), A horrid chasm disclosed.

Should and should not's are the furthest form or non-reality there is even the best scientists can't track what does.

Traditionally, songwriters can't sing. And that holds true in my case, also.

Little pains In a due hour employ'd great profit yields.

It's thrilling. There's birth and death and frustration and victory in raising horses. It's like a little microcosm of life is built into the short lives of these creatures.

There is a certain phase in the life of the aged when the warmth of the heart seems to increase in direct proportion with the years.