The last time I saw Paris, her heart was warm and gay, I heard the laughter of her heart in every street café.
It is a modern tragedy that despair has so many spokesmen, and hope so few.
Walk on, walk on with hope in your heart.
I'd let my golden chances pass me by.
Fools give you reasons, wise men never try.
There is a very real relationship, both quantitatively and qualitatively, between what you contribute and what you get out of this world.