Belief Is Better Than Anything Else, And

Thinking Is Not To Agree Or Disagree. That's Voting.

Now No Joy But Lacks Salt That Is Not Dashed With Pain And Weariness And Fault; I Crave The Stain Of Tears, The Aftermark Of Almost Too Much Love, The Sweet Of Bitter Bark And Burning Clove.

Our Lives Laid Down In War And Peace May Not Be Found Acceptable In Heaven's Sight. And That They May Be Is The Only Prayer Worth Praying. May My Sacrifice Be Found Acceptable In Heaven's Sight.

The Woods Are Lovely, Dark, And Deep But I Have Promises To Keep...

I Have Miles To Go Before I Sleep.