See Now, How Men Lay Blame Upon

The Life, Which Others Pay, Let Us Bestow, And Give To Fame What We To Nature Owe.

We All Scribble Poetry.

You Know, The One With All The Well Meaning Rules That Don't Work Out In Real Life, Uh, Christianity.

So It Is That The Gods Do Not Give All Men Gifts Of Grace - Neither Good Looks Nor Intelligence Nor Eloquence.

Thou Shalt Not Take Moochers Into Thy Hut?