We Are Both Busy People,

Souls Cross Ages Like Clouds Cross Skies, An' Tho' A Cloud's Shape Nor Hue Nor Size Don't Stay The Same, It's Still A Cloud An' So Is A Soul. Who Can Say Where The Cloud's Blowed From Or Who The Soul'll Be 'morrow? Only Sonmi The East An' The West An' The Compass An' The Atlas, Yay, Only The Atlas O' Clouds.

But No, We Cross, Crisscross, And Recross Our Old Tracks Like Figure Skaters.

The Spirit Was Willing But The Flesh Was Weak.

The Best Way To Get Out Of Debt Is Not To Seek To Get Out Of Debt, But To Seek To Create Wealth

I Really Wish They Hadn't Made The Set Out Of Asbestos.