If I'm A Lousy Writer, Then An

If Every Man, ...ceased To Hate And Blame Every Other Man For His Own Failures And Shortcomings, We Would See The End Of Every Evil In The World, From War To Backbiting.

I Looked Into That Empty Bottle And I Saw Myself.

How Easy It Is, How Dangerously Easy It Is To Hate A Man For One's Own Inadequacies.

Indian Summer Is Like A Woman.

Dead Folks Can't Hurt You None. It's The Ones That Are Alive, You Have To Watch Out For.