By The Time A Bartender Knows What

Insects Have Their Own Point Of View About Civilization A Man Thinks He Amounts To A Great Deal But To A Flea Or A Mosquito A Human Being Is Merely Something Good To Eat.

I Suppose The Human Race Is Doing The Best It Can But Hells Bells Thats Only An Explanation Its Not An Excuse.

An Old Stomach Reforms More Whiskey Drinkers Than A New Resolve.

It Would Be A Colorless World If Each Individual Did Not Secretly Believe Himself Superior To Almost Everyone Else.

A Fierce Unrest Seethes At The Core, Of All Existing Things:, It Was The Eager Wish To Soar, That Gave The Gods Their Wings.