Everyone Praises Sachin Tendulkar. He May Be

Many Years Ago I Sent An Old, Beloved Jacket To A Cleaner, The Sycamore Cleaners. It Was A Leather Jacket Covered In Guinness And Blood And Marmalade, One Of Those Jobs... And It Came Back With A Little Note Pinned To It, And On The Note It Said, 'it Distresses Us To Return Work Which Is Not Perfect.' So That Will Do For Me. That Can Go On My Tombstone.

The Moment You Start Dividing Thought And Feeling, The Ratio Of Sinitive From The Intuitive, You're Dead. There Is No Difference Between Emotion And Thought. You Can Be Unreasonable.

I Will Not Be A Common Man. I Will Stir The Smooth Sands Of Monotony.

I Did Quite Enjoy The Days When One Went For A Beer At One's Local In Paris And Woke Up In Corsica.

The Good Parts Are The People Who Don't Make Do. They're The Interesting People. Lear Doesn't Make Do.