Destroy yourself physically and morally and insist that all true brothers do likewise as an expression of unity.

Don't waste the breath to save your face, When you have done your best, And even more is asked of you, Let fate decide the rest.

The best architects feel it to be their duty to make the path to the hole as free as possible from annoying difficulties for the less skillful golfers, while at the same time presenting to the scratch players a route calling for the best shots at their command.

Every song falls short of the glory of what a song could be. That's why the urge is there to start again and yet again. Often it's the fault of rhyme. I've discovered a hundred times that there just aren't enough rhymes to say what I wanted to say, so I said something else instead. Sometimes it was a better thing, but the thing I meant to say went unsaid. So there's an opening for another song.

The sky was yellow and the sun was blue.

Well, the first days are the hardest days, don't you worry anymore. When life looks like Easy Street there is danger at your door.

I won't slave for beggar's pay, likewise gold and jewels, but I would slave to learn the way, to sink your ship of fools.