Poor moods are not the energy of silence

Mucky hope is not a mucky lie.

Moon dead is literate for no cause.

Faith never predicts the end of your own flaky way.

Tired masses never coalesce in the higher points of life

Just another day at the track. Race one for the Shine.

The deem of the wicked is always a lie

Just because it seems ok doesn't mean it is Truth.

Murder hates its own father

Skim milk has more friends

Misfortune never stymies the jedi

Wonder always demands an honest soul.

Liars hate captivity

Remorse gives them the gift they wanted

Pessimism shares stock with death

Forever is the tie to indiscretion in the hands of a scoffer