Your Face May Be Gone, But You

I Caught A Pebble In The Moonlight.

Makes No Sense To Me,' Said Huntsekker. 'you Don't Know Who Is At Your Door, But You Know The Thoughts Of A Man Twenty Miles Away.' 'life Is A Mystery,' Said Powdermill, With A Gold-toothed Grin. 'it Is That, Right Enough,' Agreed Huntsekker.

Every Little Bit Of Good I May Do, Let Me Do It Now For I May Not Come This Way Again.

Steal A Loaf Of Bread And They Hang You, Steal A Land And They'll Make You King.

A Cynic By Experience, A Romantic By Inclination And Now A Hero By Necessity.