All day long and all night through, One thing only must I do: Quench my pride and cool my blood, Lest I perish in the flood.

I was reared in the conservative atmosphere of a Methodist parsonage.

The loss of love is a terrible thing; They lie who say that death is worse.

We were not made to eternally weep.

Never love with all your heart, It only ends in aching.

All day long and all night through, One thing only must I do: Quench my pride and cool my blood, Lest I perish in the flood.

There is no secret to success except hard work and getting something indefinable which we call 'the breaks.