Revision Is Its Own Reward.

You're Not Free Until You've Been Made Captive By Supreme Belief.

I Wonder What Adam And Eve Think Of It By This Time.

Conscious Writing Can Be The Death Of Poetry.

Maine Should Be Pleased That Its Animal Is Not A Waverer, And Rather Than Fight, Lets The Primed Quill Fall. Shallow Oppressor, Intruder, Insister, You Have Found A Resister.

War Is Pillage Versus Resistance And If Illusions Of Magnitude Could Be Transmuted Into Ideals Of Magnanimity, Peace Might Be Realized.