We Shall Not Always Plant

Lord, I Fashion Dark Gods, Too, Daring Even To Give You Dark Despairing Features

We Were Not Made To Eternally Weep.

For We Must Be One Thing Or The Other, An Asset Or A Liability, The Sinew In Your Wing To Help You Soar, Or The Chain To Bind You To Earth.

The Loss Of Love Is A Terrible Thing; They Lie Who Say That Death Is Worse.

There Is No Secret To Success Except Hard Work And Getting Something Indefinable Which We Call 'the Breaks.