In Youth We Are Plagued

Every Group Feels Strong Once It Has Found A Scapegoat.

They Threaten Me With Lung Cancer, And Still I Smoke And Smoke. If They'd Only Threaten Me With Hard Work, I Might Stop.

Whatever We Worship, Short Of God, Is Sure To Be Our Undoing.

Spite Is Never Lonely; Envy Always Tags Along.

If The Pain Wanders, Do Not Waste Your Time With Doctors.