We Have Met The Enemy And He

Eventually Every Man Gotta Face The Problem Of Tryin' To Figger If It's Worthwhile To Prove That He Is Himself.

In Like A Dimwit, Out Like A Light.

There Is No Need To Sally Forth, For It Remains True That Those Things Which Make Us Human Are, Curiously Enough, Always Close At Hand. Resolve, Then, That On This Very Ground, With Small Flags Waving And Tiny Blasts On Tiny Trumpets, We Shall Meet The Enemy, And Not Only May He Be Ours, He May Be Us.

What's Good About March? Well, For One Thing, It Keeps February And April Apart.

The Best Break Anybody Ever Gets Is In Bein' Alive In The First Place. An' You Don't Unnerstan' What A Perfect Deal It Is Until You Realizes That You Ain't Gone Be Stuck With It Forever, Either.