My Troubles Are Over, And I Am

It Is Good People Who Make Good Places

He Has Known Joy And Violence. Felt The Warmth Of Children And The Cruelty Of Abuse. He Has Nearly Died Saving Lives And Merely Been Killed By A Drunken Act. He Has Known The Finery Of Grand Estates And The Filth Of Stinking Slums. He Has Survived Fire And Flood, Starvation And Torment. And Nothing Could Break His Spirit-or His Great Love. This Is His Life. He Is Called The Horse.

Good Luck Is Rather Particular Who She Rides With, And Mostly Prefers Those Who Have Got Common Sense And A Good Heart; At Least That Is My Experience.

My Troubles Are Over, And I Am Finally Home.

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