Atlantis Will Rise Again.

And All Now Is War Where So Lately There Was Peace, And The Sweet Brotherhood, The Use Of Tilled Fields.

You Don't Help People In Your Poems. I've Been Trying To Help People All My Life - That's My Trouble

An American Is A Complex Of Occasions, Themselves A Geometry Of Spatial Nature.

I'm Sorry, But I Was Born With A Towel On My Head.

I'm Trying To Climb Up Both Walls At Once.