The Only Certain Freedom's In Departure.

The Test Is Always How We Treat The Poor.

But I Have Promises To Keep, And Miles To Go Before I Sleep, And Miles To Go Before I Sleep.

Tolerance Is The Uncomfortable Feeling That In The End The Other Could Be Right.

Earth Would Soon Be Uninhabitable As The Moon. What For That Matter Had It Ever Been? Who Advised Man To Come And Live Therein?

The Fact Is The Sweetest Dream That Labor Knows.