The Liquor Of Statecraft Is

When I Pitched Headforemost Into The World I Landed In The Crib Of Negroism.

Love Is Lak De Sea. It’s Uh Movin’ Thing, But Still And All, It Takes Its Shape From De Shore It Meets, And It’s Different With Every Shore.

Research Is Formalized Curiosity. It Is Poking And Prying With A Purpose.

An Envious Heart Makes A Treacherous Ear.

I Hold That Any Religion That Satisfies The Individual Urge Is Valid For That Person.