“ If I rolled the dice carved out of my weathered boneAnd offered of my blood the libation to the faneWhen even the reaper’s mockery forsakes me aloneMy own clangorous thoughts are the last to remain T. M. Lakomy
“ Some stories need to be told time and again. Every generation forgets. Every child learns anew. David Demchuk
“ Good children do taste better, but there are so few of them. If you can be satisfied with naughty children, you will always have food on the table. They are never in short supply. David Demchuk
