Funny how the new things are the old things.

And some can pot begonias and some can bud a rose, And some are hardly fit to trust with anything that grows.

Politicians. Little Tin Gods on Wheels.

God gives all men all earth to love, but since man's heart is small, ordains for each one spot shall prove belov?d over all.

Well, if I am a man, a man I must become.

Also, we will make promise. So long as The Blood endures, I shall know that your good is mine: ye shall feel that my strength is yours: In the day of Armageddon, at the last great fight of all, That Our House stand together and the pillars do not fall.

I have seen something of this world," she said over the trays, "and there are but two sorts of women in it-- those who take the strength out of a man, and those who put it back. Once I was that one, and now I am this.