Honest Men Live On Charity In Their

It Is Not Always Wise To Appear Singular.

We Are Not Old Unless We Desire To Be.

It Is A Waste Of Money To Help Those Who Show No Desire To Help Themselves.

The American Insanity For Loving Everybody Is Ruining My Good Temper And Delivering My Stomach To Enormous Bouts With Acidity.

I Am Not Alone At All, I Thought. I Was Never Alone At All. And That, Of Course, Is The Message Of Christmas. We Are Never Alone. Not When The Night Is Darkest, The Wind Coldest, The World Seemingly Most Indifferent. For This Is Still The Time God Chooses.