Failure Has Gone To His Head.

The Most Pitiful Human Ailment Is A Birdseed Heart.

You're A Mouse Studying To Be A Rat.

I Want A Priest, A Rabbi And A Protestant Minister. I Want To Hedge My Bets.

In The Battle Of Existence, Talent Is The Punch; Tact Is The Clever Footwork.

Count 10 Over Him - He'll Get Up