Attack each day with an enthusiasm unknown to mankind.
What will happen will happen, what won't happen won't happen.
The high road's the only road I know. Let's keep on that way.
I was reminded of another very special word when I was driving into Ann Arbor this morning, and that word is homecoming. Our family's had three homecomings to Ann Arbor, Michigan, in my lifetime.
I was and still am happier than a pig in slop.
People often think that there's a general who makes all the difference, but I would reject that. It's a team effort. It's the power of the wedge.