The Idea Is To Get The Pencil

Children Were Strangers You Loved Because You Could Love. If They Gave Back Love When They Were Grown You Were Ahead Of The Game.

A Man Is An Island In The Only Sense That Matters, Not An Easy Way To Be. We Live In Mystery, A Cosmos Of Separate Lonely Bodies, Men, Insects, Stars. It Is All Loneliness And Men Know It Best.

Without Heroes, We Are All Plain People And Don't Know How Far We Can Go.

All My Life I Wanted To Accomplish Something Worthwhile-a Thing People Will Say Took A Little Something.

Overnight Business Could Go Down Enough To Hurt; Yet As A Rule It Slowly Recovered-sometimes It Seemed To Take Forever-went Up, Not High Enough To Be Really Up, Only Not Down.