Our Most Merciless Enemy Is

Be Good, Be Kind, Be Humane, And Charitable; Love Your Fellows; Console The Afflicted; Pardon Those Who Have Done You Wrong.

Many Contemporary Authors Drink More Than They Write.

The Poor Are Always Rich In Children, And In The Dirt And Ditches Of This Street There Are Groups Of Them From Morning To Night, Hungry, Naked And Dirty. Children Are The Living Flowers Of The Earth, But These Had The Appearance Of Flowers That Have Faded Prematurely, Because They Grew In Ground Where There Was No Healthy Nourishment.

This Fear Is What Is The Ruin Of Us All. And Some Dominate Us; They Take Advantage Of Our Fear And Frighten Us Still More. Mark This: As Long As People Are Afraid, They Will Rot Like The Birches In The Marsh. We Must Grow Bold; It Is Time!

There's A Little Book I'm Thinking Of Writing - "swan Song" Is What I Shall Call It. The Song Of The Dying. And My Book Will Be Incense Burnt At The Deathbed Of This Society, Damned With The Damnation Of Its Own Impotence.