Who Hearkens To The Gods, The Gods

The Simpsons Are Going To Delaware!

The Skin Of The Coward Changes Color All The Time, He Can't Get A Grip On Himself, He Can't Sit Still, He Squats And Rocks, Shifting His Weight From Foot To Foot, His Heart Racing, Pounding Inside The Fellow's Ribs, His Teeth Chattering. He Dreads Some Grisly Death. But The Skin Of A Brave Soldier Never Blanches. He's All Control. Tense But No Great Fear.

Out Of Sight,out Of Mind

I Live An Idle Burden To The Ground.

All Right, Let's Not Panic. I'll Make The Money By Selling One Of My Livers. I Can Get By With One.