Fame Is A Bee It Has A

The Things Of Which We Want The Proof Are Those We Know The Best.

Beauty Is Not The Cause Of Something, It Is What It Is.

Dreams Are The Subtle Dower That Make Us Rich An Hour Then Fling Us Poor Out Of The Purple Door.

It Is Better To Be The Hammer Than The Anvil.

Afraid? Of Whom Am I Afraid? Not Death. For Who Is He?