Money Is A Great Dignifier.

I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings, Ah Me, When His Wing Is Bruised And His Bosom Sore,- When He Beats His Bars And Would Be Free; It Is Not A Carol Of Joy Or Glee, But A Prayer That He Sends From His Heart's Deep Core, But A Plea, That Upward To Heaven He Flings- I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings!

We Reduce The Deity To Vulgar Fractions. We Place Our Own Little Ambitions And Label Them ?divine Messages?. With Our Short Sight We Affect To Take A Comprehensive View Of Eternity.

We Wear The Mask That Grins And Lies.

With Our Short Sight We Affect To Take A Comprehensive View Of Eternity. Our Horizon Is The Universe.

Hope Is Tenacious. It Goes On Living And Working When Science Has Dealt It What Should Be Its Deathblow.