Whenever A Man Is Tired, Wine Is

Never To Be Cast Away Are The Gifts Of The Gods, Magnificent, Which They Give Of Their Own Will, No Man Could Have Them For Wanting Them.

Be Still My Heart; Thou Hast Known Worse Than This.

Men In Their Generations Are Like The Leaves Of The Trees. The Wind Blows And One Year's Leaves Are Scattered On The Ground; But The Trees Burst Into Bud And Put On Fresh Ones When The Spring Comes Round.

Everyone Knows Rock N' Roll Attained Perfection In 1974. It's A Scientific Fact.

Don't Mess With The Dead, Boy, They Have Eerie Powers.