You May Not Get What You Paid

There Are Some Nights When Sleep Plays Coy, Aloof And Disdainful. And All The Wiles That I Employ To Win Its Service To My Side Are Useless As Wounded Pride, And Much More Painful.

If Funkytown Was A Trailerpark, This Guy Would Be A Double-wide.

I Speak A Number Of Languages, But None Are More Beautiful To Me Than English.

People Will Never Forget How You Made Them Feel.

We Need To Haunt The House Of History And Listen Anew To The Ancestors' Wisdom.