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Were It Not For Love, Poor Life Would Be A Ship Not Worth Launching.

Your Dollar Is Your Only Word, / The Wrath Of It Your Only Fear. / You Build It Altars Tall Enough / To Make You See, But Your Are Blind; / You Cannot Leave It Long Enough / To Look Before You Or Behind.

I Am Living On Hope And Faith ... A Pretty Good Diet When The Mind Will Receive Them.

Friends: People Who Borrow My Books And Set Wet Glasses On Them.

The World Is A Kind Of Spiritual Kindergarten Where Millions Of Bewildered Infants Are Trying To Spell "god" With The Wrong Blocks.