Always Plan For The Worst,

Death Comes To Us All; We Can Only Choose How To Face It When It Comes.

Once You Decide To Gut A Fish, There's No Use Waiting Till It Rots.

Taking Responsibility Takes All The Joy Out Of Life, And Drains A Man To Dust.

Dance With Her, And She Will Forgive Much. Dance Well, And She Will Forgive Anything.

The Wheel Of Time Turns, And Ages Come And Pass, Leaving Memories That Become Legend. Legend Fades To Myth, And Even Myth Is Long Forgotten When The Age That Gave It Birth Comes Again. In One Age, Called The Third Age By Some, An Age Yet To Come, An Age Long Past, A Wind Rose In The Mountains Of Mist. The Wind Was Not The Beginning. There Are Neither Beginnings Nor Endings To The Turning Of The Wheel Of Time. But It Was A Beginning.