The Hand Of Fate Had Dipped Into

A Man Today Never Feels So Alive As When He Is Hurtling From One Point To Another On The Azimuth.

In God We Trust; All Others Pay Cash.

The Hand Of Fate Had Dipped Into The Ragbag Of Humanity.

Some Men Are Baptists, Others Catholics; My Father Was An Oldsmobile Man.

I Had Woven A Tapestry Of Obscenity That As Far As I Know Is Still Hanging In Space Over Lake Michigan.