Gather Up In The Arms

I Will Not Take "but" For An Answer.

Humor Is When The Joke's On You But Hits The Other Fellow First -- Before It Boomerangs.

While Over Alabama Earth These Words Are Gently Spoken: Serve And Hate Will Die Unborn. Love And Chains Are Broken.

A Picture, To Be An Interesting Picture, Must Be More Than A Picture, Otherwise It Is Only A Reproduction Of An Object, And Not An Object Of Value In Itself.

What Happens To A Dream Deferred? Does It Dry Up Like A Raisin In The Sun? Or Fester Like A Sore-- And Then Run? Does It Stink Like Rotten Meat? Or Crust And Sugar Over-- Like A Syrupy Sweet? Maybe It Just Sags Like A Heavy Load. Or Does It Explode?