... If You Love Your Country Why

Immortality Is Like Trying To Carve Your Initials In A Block Of Ice In The Middle Of July.

Cleave To No Faith When Faith Brings Blood.

I Cannot Sleep For Dreaming; I Cannot Dream But I Wake And Walk About The House As Though I'd Find You Coming Through Some Door.

We Are What We Always Were In Salem, But Now The Little Crazy Children Are Jangling The Keys Of The Kingdom, And Common Vengeance Writes The Law!

You Can't Eat The Orange And Throw The Peel Away - A Man Is Not A Piece Of Fruit.