It Is Wrong To Be Sorry Without

Praise Me Not Too Much, Nor Blame Me, For Thou Speakest To The Greeks Who Know Me.

So Peaceful Shalt Thou End Thy Blissful Days, And Steal Thyself From Life By Slow Decays.

Most Grievous Of All Deaths It Is To Die Of Hunger.

You Never Know When An Old Calendar Might Come In Handy! Sure, It's Not 1985 Right Now, But Who Knows What Tomorrow Will Bring?

To Speak His Thoughts Is Every Freeman's Right, In Peace And War, In Council And In Fight.