You Can't Beat Me And

No Man May Make Another Free.

It Seems That Fighting Is A Game Where Everybody Is The Loser.

So She Sat On The Porch And Watched The Moon Rise. Soon Its Amber Fluid Was Drenching The Earth, And Quenching The Thirst Of The Day.

It Seems To Me That Trying To Live Without Friends Is Like Milking A Bear To Get Cream For Your Morning Coffee. It Is A Whole Lot Of Trouble, And Then Not Worth Much After You Get It.

Ships At A Distance Have Every Man's Wish On Board.