What's money? A man is a success if he gets up in the morning and goes to bed at night and in between does what he wants to do.
I feel like falling in love with the first woman I meet, putting her in a wheel-barrow and wheeling her down the street.
Truth is an arrow and the gate is narrow that it passes through.
Nothing is better, nothing is best, take heed of this and get plenty of rest.
He swift don't win the race. It goes to the worthy, who can divide the word of truth.
I see the turning of the page, curtain rising on a new age, see the groom still waiting at the altar.