He Who Takes People For

As Youth Lives In The Future, So The Adult Lives In The Past: No One Rightly Knows How To Live In The Present.

Do You Call The Jewel Blind, Because Your Eye Is?

To Declaim Freedom Verses Seems Like A Poem Within A Poem; Freedom Requires Guns, It Requires Arms, But No Feet.

The Sun Of A Prince's Good Graces Resembles That In The Skies In That It Shines Most Kindly Upon The Blackest People.

Isn't It Awful That Cold Feet Make For A Cold Imagination And That A Pair Of Woollen Socks Induce Good Thoughts!