Maybe, If We Just Accepted Our Deaths,

Rarely Do We Invest The Time To Open The Book Of Another's Life. When We Do, We Are Usually Surprised To Find Its Cover So Misleading And Its Reviews So Flawed.

Maybe, If We Just Accepted Our Deaths, We Might Finally Start To Live.

Mr. Dallstrom Is A Bald, Scarecrow Of A Man With A Poochy Stomache. Think Of A Pregnant Abraham Lincoln.

It Has Been A Mistake Living My Life In The Past. One Cannot Ride A Horse Backwards And Still Hold Its Reins.

Everybody Needs Love. Everybody. Those Who Don't Believe That Frighten Me A Little.