Knowledge Is A Weapon. I Intend To

Over The Millennia The Seed Of Stories Planted In The Fertile Soil Of Bits And Scraps Of Facts Was Watered By Wishes And Began To Take Root And Grow. Eventually, A Bountiful Fruit Of Rumors Burst Forth, To Be Spread On The Wind Of Whispers That Said We Hid A Fabled Hoard Of Gold. Nothing Could Convince The Believers That It Was Not True. The Truth Does Not Glitter For These People Like Gold Does.

People Need An Enemy To Feel A Sense Of Purpose.

It's Only Some Rice And Beans Captain. It's Not Like I'm Giving You Cara's Hand In Marriage." - Richard

I Felt Like I'd Been Misplaced In The Cosmos And I Belonged In Maine.

Laugh All You Want. I Know My Own Worth And Don't Need To Prove It To Someone Who Doesn't Know Theirs.