I Do Wish You Wouldn't Argue With

What Fools We Are, Eh? What Fools, Sitting Here In The Sun, Singing. And Of Love, Too! I Am Too Old For It And You Are Too Young, And Yet We Waste Our Time Singing About It. Ah, Well, Let's Have A Glass Of Wine, Eh?

They Were Maps That Lived, Maps That One Could Study, Frown Over, And Add To; Maps, In Short, That Really Meant Something.

When Man Continues To Destroy Nature, He Saws The Very Branch On Which He Sits Since The Rational Protection Of Nature Is At The Same Time The Protection Of Mankind

I Can't Be Expected To Produce Deathless Prose In An Atmosphere Of Gloom And Eucalyptus.

There Is No First World And Third World. There Is Only One World, For All Of Us To Live And Delight In.