It Was Times Like These When I

You Know, Many Writers Really Don't Like To Write. I Think This The Chief Complaint Of So Many. They Hate To Write; They Do It Under The Compulsion That Makes Any Artist The Victim He Is, But They Loathe The Process Of Sitting Down Trying To Turn Thoughts Into Reasonable Sentences.

Are You Proud Of Yourself Tonight That You Have Insulted A Total Stranger Whose Circumstances You Know Nothing About?

As You Grow Older, You'll See White Men Cheat Black Men Every Day Of Your Life, But Let Me Tell You Something And Don't You Forget It - Whenever A White Man Does That To A Black Man, No Matter Who He Is, How Rich He Is, Or How Fine A Family He Comes From, He Is Trash.

Mockingbirds Don’t Do One Thing But Make Music For Us To Enjoy. They Don’t Eat Up People’s Gardens, Don’t Nest In Corncribs, They Don’t Do One Thing But Sing Their Hearts Out For Us. That’s Why It’s A Sin To Kill A Mockingbird.

It's Not Time To Worry Yet