I Am Never Afraid Of What I

If You In The Morning Throw Minutes Away, You Can't Pick Them Up In The Course Of A Day. You May Hurry And Scurry, And Flurry And Worry, You've Lost Them Forever, Forever And Aye.

What Right Had They To Make Me Suffer Like That?

I Don't Believe In Religion, For I Don't See That Your Religious People Are Any Better Than The Rest.

It Is Good People Who Make Good Places

Though I Am An Old Horse, And Have Seen And Heard A Great Deal, I Never Yet Could Make Out Why Men Are So Fond Of This Sport; They Often Hurt Themselves, Often Spoil Good Horses, And Tear Up The Fields, And All For A Hare, Or A Fox, Or A Stag, That They Could Get More Easily Some Other Way; But We Are Only Horses, And Don't Know.