I Would Never Use A Long Word,

Many People Die With Their Music Still In Them. Why Is This So? Too Often It Is Because They Are Always Getting Ready To Live. Before They Know It, Time Runs Out.

I Would Never Use A Long Word, Even, Where A Short One Would Answer The Purpose.

Death Tugs At My Ear And Says, 'live. I Am Coming.

Truth, When Not Sought After, Rarely Comes To Light.

Truth Is Tough. It Will Not Break, Like A Bubble, At A Touch; Nay, You May Kick It About All Day Like A Football, And It Will Be Round And Full At Evening.