College Is A Refuge From Hasty Judgment.

People Who Read Me Seem To Be Divided Into Four Groups: Twenty-five Percent Like Me For The Right Reasons; Twenty-five Percent Like Me For The Wrong Reasons; Twenty-five Percent Hate Me For The Wrong Reasons; Twenty-five Percent Hate Me For The Right Reasons. It's That Last Twenty-five Percent That Worries Me.

Only God And I Knew What I Meant When I Wrote It, Now Only God Knows

You've Got To Love What's Lovable, And Hate What's Hateable. It Takes Brains To See The Difference.

Live And Let Live, Believe And Let Believe. 'twas Said The Lesser Gods Were Only Traits Of The One Awful God. Just So The Saints Are God's White Light Refracted Into Colors.

And Nothing To Look Backward To With Pride, And Nothing To Look Forward To With Hope.