Shame Is No Comrade For The Poor,

Like Strength Is Felt From Hope, And From Despair.

Is He Not Sacred, Even To The Gods, The Wandering Man Who Comes In Weariness?

A Sound Mind In A Manly Body.

One Rogue Leads Another.

A Woman Is A Lot Like A Refrigerator. Six Feet Tall, 300 Pounds...it Makes Ice.