I Will Die Like A True-blue Rebel.

He Paused, Twisting His Goatee, Considering The Law In Deuteronomy That Forbade Clothes With Mixed Fibers. A Problematic Bit Of Scripture. A Matter That Required Thought. "only The Devil Wants Man To Have A Wide Range Of Lightweight And Comfortable Styles To Choose From," He Murmured At Last, Trying Out A New Proverb. "although There May Be No Forgiveness For Polyester. On This One Matter, Satan And The Lord Are In Agreement.

I Will Die Like A True-blue Rebel. Don't Waste Any Time In Mourning - Organize.

When You Think About It, Most Of The Good Ideas Came Along To Make Sin A Whole Lot Easier.

Don't Mourn, Organise

I Didn't Know The Inner Me Was Hungry," I Said To Art. "that's Because It Already Starved To Death.