It is a modern tragedy that despair has so many spokesmen, and hope so few.

It is a modern tragedy that despair has so many spokesmen, and hope so few.

Why you were born and why you are living depend entirely on what you are getting out of this world and what you are giving to it. I cannot prove that this is a balance of mathematical perfection, but my own observation of life leads me to the conclusion that there is a very real friendship, both quantitatively and qualitatively, between what you contribute and what you get out of life.

But I'm only a cockeyed optimist.

Walk on, walk on with hope in your heart, and you'll never walk alone, you'll never walk alone.

Fish got to swim, birds got to fly.

When the dog bites, when the bee stings, when I'm feeling sad, I simply remember my favorite things and then I don't feel so bad.