But I'm Not To Be Caught With

To An Old Man Any Place That's Warm Is Homeland.

This Fear Is What Is The Ruin Of Us All. And Some Dominate Us; They Take Advantage Of Our Fear And Frighten Us Still More. Mark This: As Long As People Are Afraid, They Will Rot Like The Birches In The Marsh. We Must Grow Bold; It Is Time!

Writers Build Castles In The Air, The Reader Lives Inside, And The Publisher Inns The Rent.

Truth Doesn't Always Heal A Wounded Soul.

Our Most Merciless Enemy Is Our Past.