Every Writer At The New Yorker Is

Well The Book Of Leviticus And Deuteronomy, The Law Of The Jungle And The Sea Are Your Only Teachers.

The Answer Is Blowin' In The Wind.

Come Senators, Congressman, Please Heed The Call, Don't Stand In The Doorway, Don't Block The Hall.

I Lost My One True Love. I Started Drinking.

Truth Is An Arrow And The Gate Is Narrow That It Passes Through.