In All My Work, I Try To

Whining Lets The Brute Know There's A Victim For Him In The Neighborhood!

There Are Some Nights When Sleep Plays Coy, Aloof And Disdainful. And All The Wiles That I Employ To Win Its Service To My Side Are Useless As Wounded Pride, And Much More Painful.

When We Know Better, We Do Better.

If I Am Not Good To Myself, How Can I Expect Anyone Else To Be Good To Me?

The Dread Of Futility Has Been My Life-long Plague.