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A Man Has His Distinctive Personal Scent Which His Wife, His Children And His Dog Can Recognize. A Crowd Has A Generalized Stink. The Public Is Odorless.

Money Cannot Buy The Fuel Of Love But Is Excellent Kindling.

We Are All Here On Earth To Help Others; What On Earth The Others Are Here For I Don't Know.

We Till Shadowed Days Are Done, We Must Weep And Sing Duty's Conscious Wrong, The Devil In The Clock

Thousands Have Lived Without Love, Not One Without Water.