Sensitive Love Letters Are My Specialty. 'dear

[b]ut It Is Only What Happens, When They Die, To All Mortals. The Sinews No Longer Hold The Flesh And The Bones Together, And Once The Spirit Has Let The White Bones, All The Rest Of The Body Is Made Subject To The Fire's Strong Fury, But The Soul Flitters Out Like A Dream And Flies Away.

The Simpsons Are Going To Delaware!

How Prone To Doubt, How Cautious Are The Wise!

Nay If Even In The House Of Hades The Dead Forget Their Dead, Yet Will I Even There Be Mindful Of My Dear Comrade.

Noblest Minds Are Easiest Bent.