Ira [Gershwin] was the shyest, most diffident boy we had ever known. In a class of lower east side rapscallions, his soft-spoken gentleness and low-keyed personality made him a lovable incongruity. He spoke in murmurs, hiding behind a pair of steel-rimmed glasses..Ira had a kid brother who wore high stiff collars, shirts with cuffs and went out with girls.

How are things in Glocca Mora this fine day?

We gotta be free - The eagle and me. see Amelia Jenks Bloomer, Emancipation of Women

It's a Barnum and Bailey world, Just as phony as it can be...

When the idle poor, Become the idle rich, You'll never know, Just who is who, Or who is which.

Follow the fellow who follows a dream.

All the heroes of tomorrow are the heretics of today.