He Told Us That Most

Words Mean Nothing. Action Is The Only Thing. Doing. That's The Only Thing.

Everything's Been Said, But It Needs Saying Again.

And That's All We Are Jefferson, All Of Us On This Earth, A Piece Of Drifting Wood. Until We - Each Of Us, Individually- Decide To Become Something Else. I Am Still That Piece Of Drifting Wood, And Those Out There Are No Better. But You Can Be Better.

When I'm Sitting In The Church Alone, I Can Hear Singing Of The Old People. I Can Hear Their Singing And I Can Hear Their Praying, And Sometimes I Hum One Of Their Songs.

Without Love For My Fellow Man And Respect For Nature, To Me, Life Is An Obscenity.