Judge A Man Not By

During My Incarceration Mother Visited Me. She Had In Some Way Managed To Leave The Workhouse And Was Making An Effort To Establish A Home For Us. Her Presence Was Like A Bouquet Of Flowers; She Looked So Fresh And Lovely That I Felt Ashamed Of My Unkempt Appearance And My Shaved Iodined Head.'you Must Excuse His Dirty Face,' Said The Nurse.mother Laughed, And How Well I Remember Her Endearing Words As She Hugged And Kissed Me: 'with All Thy Dirt I Love Thee Still.

Have Them All Shot. I Don't Want Any Of My Workers Dissatisfied.

You'll Never Find Rainbows, If You're Looking Down...

There Is Greatness In Everyone.

Your Pain May Give Laugh To Somebody But Your Laugh Shouldn't Give Pain To Anybody