But Christ's Lore And His Apostles Twelve,

But Christ's Lore And His Apostles Twelve, He Taught And First He Followed It Himself.

And So It Is In Politics, Dear Brother, Each For Himself Alone, There Is No Other.

He Who Accepts His Poverty Unhurt I'd Say Is Rich Although He Lacked A Shirt. But Truly Poor Are They Who Whine And Fret And Covet What They Cannot Hope To Get.

Remember In The Forms Of Speech Comes Change Within A Thousand Years, And Words That Then Were Well Esteemed, Seem Foolish Now And Strange; And Yet They Spake Them So, Time And Again, And Thrived In Love As Well As Any Men; And So To Win Their Loves In Sundry Days, In Sundry Lands There Are As Many Ways.

All Good Things Must Come To An End.