I Exercise Hard And The Reason I

You're Mugging Old Ladies Every Bit As Much If You Pinch Their Pension Fund

Sympathy For Victims Is Always Counter-balanced By An Equal And Opposite Feeling Of Resentment Towards Them.

We've All Got To Look At Ourselves, Start With Yourself, That's All You Can Do. I Believe That We Can Act Responsibly As A Group, It's Just That There Are Vested Interests Telling Us Not To Bother.

Beyond Love, Beyond Unrequited Love, Perhaps Even Beyond Any Other Passion Known To Humanity, Deep, Deep In The Depths Of The Turgid, Clinging, Swamplike Pit Of Despair That Lies Dormant Within Every Soul, Lurks Jealousy. Jealousy, That Most Demeaning And Debilitating Of Emotions. Jealousy, Which Can Double The Strength Of The Love Upon Which It Is Based, But Whilst Doubling It, Warp And Pervert It, Untill It Is No Longer Recognizable As The Thing Of Beauty It Once Was. Jealous Love Is No More Like True Love Than Mr Hyde Was Like Dr Jekyll Or A Stagnant Swamp Is Like A Freshwater Lake.

The Earth Only Has So Much Bounty To Offer And Inventing Ever Larger And More Notional Prices For That Bounty Does Not Change Its Real Value.