For In The Voyage Of The Heart,

He Who Learns Must Suffer. And Even In Our Sleep Pain That Cannot Forget Falls Drop By Drop Upon The Heart, And In Our Own Despair, Against Our Will, Comes Wisdom To Us By The Awful Grace Of God.

Old Men Are Children Once Again A Dream That Sways And Wavers Into The Hard Light Of Day.

Everyone's Quick To Blame The Alien.

The People's Awe And Innate Fear Will Hold Injustice Back By Day, By Night, So Long As The People Leave The Laws Intact, Just As They Are: Muddy The Cleanest Spring, And All You'll Have To Drink Is Muddy Water.

Old Age Hath Stronger Sense Of Right Than Youth.