The Most Identifying Trait Of Humanity Is

Love And Sausage Are Alike. Can Never Have Enough Of Either.

In A Crunch A Man's Reputation Never Counts For As Much As It Ought To.

Is There Some Meaning To This Life? What Purpose Lies Behind The Strife? Whence Do We Come, Where Are We Bound? These Cold Questions Echo And Resound Through Each Day, Each Lonely Night. We Long To Find The Splendid Light That Will Cast A Revelatory Beam Upon The Meaning Of The Human Dream. Courage, Love, Friendship, Compassion, And Empathy Lift Us Above The Simple Beasts And Define Humanity.

I Have Avoided Becoming Stale By Putting A Little Water On The Plate, Lying On The Plate, And Having Myself Refreshed In A Toaster Oven For 23 Minutes Once Every Month.

The Snow Did Not Even Whisper Its Way To Earth, But Seemed To Salt The Night With Silence.