Anytime You Catch Folks Lying, They Scared

The Sun, The Hero Of Every Day, The Impersonal Old Man That Beams As Brightly On Death As On Birth, Came Up Every Morning.

I Wish I Could Buy You For What You Are Really Worth And Sell You For What You Think You're Worth. I Sure Would Make Money On The Deal.

To A Haughty Belly, Kindness Is Hard To Swallow And Harder To Digest.

I Have The Nerve To Walk My Own Way, However Hard, In My Search For Reality, Rather Than Climb Upon The Rattling Wagon Of Wishful Illusions.

I Hold That Any Religion That Satisfies The Individual Urge Is Valid For That Person.