Party-spirit At Best Is But The Madness

Do You Find Yourself Making Excuses When You Do Not Perform? Shed The Excuses And Face Reality. Excuses Are The Loser's Way Out. They Will Mar Your Credibility And Stunt Your Personal Growth.

But Touch Me, And No Minister So Sore. Whoe'er Offends, At Some Unlucky Time Slides Into Verse, And Hitches In A Rhyme, Sacred To Ridicule His Whole Life Long, And The Sad Burthen Of Some Merry Song.

Is Not Absence Death To Those Who Love?

Time Conquers All, And We Must Time Obey.

Like Following Life Through Creatures You Dissect, You Lose It In The Moment You Detect.