People That Seem So Glorious Are All

The Believing We Do Something When We Do Nothing Is The First Illusion Of Tobacco.

Four Snakes Gliding Up And Down A Hollow For No Purpose That I Could See - Not To Eat, Not For Love, But Only Gliding.

The President Proclaims War, And Those Senators Who Dissent Are Not Those Who Know Better, But Those Who Can Afford To...democracy Becomes A Government Of Bullies Tempered By Editors.

Play Out The Game, Act Well Your Part, And If The Gods Have Blundered, We Will Not.

Is Not, Indeed, Every Man A Student, And Do Not All Things Exist For The Student's Behoof?