Painting A Picture Is Like Trying To

A Modest Little Person, With Much To Be Modest About.

We Shall Fight In Parking Lots, We Shall Fight In Empty Fields And On Wide Streets, We Shall Never Surrender.

Human Beings Are Of Two Classes: Those Whose Work Is Work And Whose Pleasure Is Pleasure; And Those Whose Work And Pleasure Are One.

I'd Rather Be Right Than Consistent.

Time And The Ocean And Some Guiding Star And High Cabal Have Made Us What We Are.