The Blackest Of Fluid Is Used As

Religion Is In The Heart, Not In The Knees.

Earth Is Here So Kind, That Just Tickle Her With A Hoe And She Laughs With A Harvest.

Some People Are So Fond Of Ill Luck That They Run Halfway To Meet It.

Habitual Intoxication Is The Epitome Of Every Crime.

Luck, Mere Luck May Make Even Madness Wisdom.