We men are wretched things.
In youth and beauty, wisdom is but rare!
Without a sign, his sword the brave man draws, and asks no omen, but his country's cause.
'T is fortune gives us birth, But Jove alone endues the soul with worth.
I'm a Spalding Gray in a Rick Dees world.
Marge, when I join an underground cult I expect a little support from my family.