Poetry Is The Synthesis Of Hyacinths And

Poetry Is A Packsack Of Invisible Keepsakes.

A Liar Goes In Fine Clothes, A Liar Goes In Rags, A Liar Is A Liar, Clothes Or No Clothes.

An Expert Is A Damn Fool A Long Way From Home.

We Don't Have To Think Up A Title Till We Get The Doggone Book Written.

To Never See A Fool You Lock Yourself In Your Room And Smash The Looking-glass.