You Can't Beat Me And My Prayers!

Faith Hasn't Got No Eyes, But She's Long-legged.

Through Indiscriminate Suffering Men Know Fear, And Fear Is The Most Divine Emotion. It Is The Stones For Altars And The Beginning Of Wisdom.

To Me, Bitterness Is The Under-arm Odor Of Wishful Weakness. It Is The Graceless Acknowledgment Of Defeat.

Oh To Be A Pear Tree – Any Tree In Bloom! With Kissing Bees Singing Of The Beginning Of The World!

An Envious Heart Makes A Treacherous Ear.