Every person we've had, they have a kid and no (legal) paper. No custody, no power of attorney, not even a note on a napkin.

The weaker sex, to piety more prone.

The white sail of his soul has rounded The promontory - death.

Yet with great toil all that I can attain by long experience, and in learned schools, is for to know my knowledge is but vain, and those that think them wise, are greatest fools.