For A Good Man Fame Is Always

Never Presume Yours Is A Better Morality.

People Change,' She Said 'oh, No They Don't. Look At Me. I've Never Changed. It's Like Those Sticks Of Rock: Bite It All The Way Down, You'll Still Read Brighton. That's Human Nature.

Thought's A Luxury. Do You Think The Peasant Sits And Thinks Of God And Democracy When He Gets Inside His Mud Hut At Night?

Fame Is A Powerful Aphrodisiac.

Sweet Are The Thoughts That Savor Of Content: The Quiet Mind Is Richer Than A Crown.