Talent is like a faucet, while it is open, one must write.
The true masters of the art of living are already happy.
Men create real miracles when they use their God-given courage and intelligence.
Tragedy is clean, it is restful, it is flawless.
Death has to be waiting at the end of the ride before you truly see the earth, and feel your heart, and love the world.
There will always be a lost dog somewhere that will keep me from being happy.