How Can You Regret Helping A Suffering

I Learned To Smile By Going Through Hell. Now I Know What Hell Is And You Don't. I Can't Tell You How It Is, Cause You Can't Do It With Words.

I'd Find It Demeaning To Be Cleaning Toilets.

Well, Let's Take What People Think Is A Dignified Death. Christ - Was That A Dignified Death? Do You Think It's Dignified To Hang From Wood With Nails Through Your Hands And Feet Bleeding, Hang For Three Or Four Days Slowly Dying, With People Jabbing Spears Into Your Side, And People Jeering You? Do You Think That's Dignified? Not By A Long Shot. Had Christ Died In My Van With People Around Him Who Loved Him, The Way It Was, It Would Be Far More Dignified. In My Rusty Van.

[persons] Who Are Recognized As Citizens In Any One State Of The Union [have] The Right To Enter Every Other State, Whenever They Pleased... Full Liberty Of Speech In Public And In Private Upon All Subjects Upon Which Its Own Citizens Might Meet; To Hold Public Meetings Upon Political Affairs, And To Keep And Carry Arms Wherever They Went.

What Looks Like Enjoyment Is The Sneer Of Contempt. That's Not A Smile.