Drink today, and drown all sorrow; you shall perhaps not do tomorrow.

Only look to Jesus. He died for you, died in your place, died under the frowns of heaven, that we might die under its smile.

Ask how to live? Write, write, write, anything; The world's a fine believing world, write news.

Our acts our angels are, for good or ill, our fatal shadows that walk by us still.

Come, sing now, sing; for I know you sing well; I see you have a singing face.

Go far - too far you cannot, still the farther. The more experience finds you: and go sparing. One meal a week will serve you, and one suit, through all your travels; for you'll find it certain.

It's impossible to ravish me, I'm so willing.