One Shouldn't Talk Of Halters In The

The Pen Is The Tongue Of The Soul; As Are The Thoughts Engendered There, So Will Be The Things Written.

The Road To The Inn Is Much Better Than The Stay.

Truly I Was Born To Be An Example Of Misfortune, And A Target At Which The Arrows Of Adversary Are Aimed.

The Little Birds Have God For Their Caterer.

The Phoenix Hope, Can Wing Her Way Through The Desert Skies, And Still Defying Fortune's Spite; Revive From Ashes And Rise.