The Journey Is Its Own Reward.

And Endless Are The Modes Of Speech, And Far Extends From Side To Side The Field Of Words.

Here, Therefore, Huge And Mighty Warrior Though You Be, Here Shall You Die.

A Woman Is A Lot Like A Refrigerator. Six Feet Tall, 300 Pounds...it Makes Ice.

We All Scribble Poetry.

Hunger Is Insolent, And Will Be Fed.