Treat A Man Like Dirt-he Produces Flowers.

At Least The Pilgrim Fathers Used To Shoot Indians: The Pilgrim Children Merely Punch Time Clocks.

All In Green Went My Love Of Riding On A Great Horse Of Gold Into The Silver Dawn.

That Strictly(and How)scienti Fic Land Of Supernod Where Freedom Is Compulsory And Only Man Is God.

An Artist, A Man, A Failure, Must Proceed.

For Whenever Men Are Right They Are Not Young