We and They, st. 1

Father, Mother, and Me, Sister and Auntie say All the people like us are We, And every one else is They.

Now I possess and am possessed of the land where I would be, And the curve of half Earth's generous breast shall soothe and ravish me!

Oh, Adam was a gardener, and God who made him sees That half a proper gardener's work is done upon his knees, So when your work is finished, you can wash your …

My father was a proctologist; my mother was an abstract artist. That's how I view the world.

The whole, though larger than any of its parts, does not necessarily obscure their separate identities.

Sorrows remembered sweeten present joy.