Daughter Am I In My Mother's House,

There Is Sorrow Enough In The Natural Way From Men And Woman To Fill Our Day; But When We Are Certain Of Sorrow In Store, Why Do We Always Arrange For More? Brothers & Sisters, I Bid You Beware Of Giving Your Heart To A Dog To Tear.

Yes, Making Mock O' Uniforms That Guard You While You Sleep

Men, Not Children Or Servants, Tempered And Taught To The End; Cleansed Of Servile Panic, Slow To Dread Or Despise, Humble Because Of Knowledge, Mighty By Sacrifice.

I Am By Nature A Dealer In Words, And Words Are The Most Powerful Drug Known To Humanity.

Believe The Best Of Everybody.