I Worked Like A Horse And I

When You're Wounded And Left On Afghanistan's Plains, And The Women Come Out To Cut Up What Remains, Jest Roll To Your Rifle And Blow Out Your Brains And Go To Your Gawd Like A Soldier.

A Woman Is Only A Woman, But A Good Cigar Is A Smoke.

Youth Had Been A Habit Of Hers For So Long That She Could Not Part With It.

Of All The Liars In The World, Sometimes The Worst Are Our Own Fears.

The Glory Of The Garden Lies In More Than Meets The Eye.