A Library Card Is Good To Have,

There Had Never Been A Shortage Of Fools In The World

Nobody Lives Forever, But We All Shine On.

What You Don’t Know, You Can’t Tell. Or Made To Tell.

The Year She Had Run Fleetly Through The Dewy Grass Under The Moon- The Night Of Wine, When Dreams Condensed Out Of Thin Air Like The Nightmilk Of Fantasy.

God Is Cruel. Sometimes He Makes You Live.