He Must Have Killed A

The Envious Will Die, But Envy Never.

Gold Makes The Ugly Beautiful.

Writing Is Like Prostitution. First You Do It For Love, And Then For A Few Close Friends, And Then For Money.

And Knowing Money Is A Root Of Evil, In Christian Charity, He'd Take Away Whatever Things May Hinder Your Salvation.

That Must Be Fine, For I Don't Understand A Word.