Insignificant mortals, who are as leaves are, and now flourish and grow warm with life, and feed on what the ground gives, but then again fade away and are dead.

Now son, you don’t want to drink beer. That’s for Daddies, and kids with fake IDs.

Oh, my tattered rags are caught on your coffee table.

His descent was like nightfall.

And they die an equal death — the idler and the man of mighty deeds.

Union Rule 26: Every employee must win 'Worker of the Week' at least once, regardless of gross incompetence, obesity or rank odor.

Never to be cast away are the gifts of the gods, magnificent, which they give of their own will, no man could have them for wanting them.