If You Never Stepped On Anybody's Toes,

The Way I See It, A Person Isn't Nothing More Than A Scarecrow... The Only Difference Between One That Stands Up Good And One That Blows Over Is What Kind Of A Stick They're Stuck Up There On.

Poor Congo, Barefoot Bride Of Men Who Took Her Jewels And Promised The Kingdom.

If You're Standing In The Manure Pile, It's Somebody's Job To Mention The Stink.

A Certain Feeling Comes From Throwing Your Good Life Away, And It Is One Part Rapture.

A Careless Way Of Sauntering Across The Earth And Breaking Open Its Treasures, A Terrible Dependency On Sucking Out The World's Best Juices For Ourselves-these May Also Be Our Enemies. The Changes We Dread Most May Contain Our Salvation.