Fish Got To Swim, Birds Got To

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.

If You Really Believe In The Brotherhood Of Man, And You Want To Come Into Its Fold, You've Got To Let Everyone Else In, Too.

Be Brave, Young Lovers, And Follow Your Star.

Do You Love Me Because I'm Beautiful, Or Am I Beautiful Because You Love Me?

Do I Love You Because You're Beautiful, Or Are You Beautiful Because I Love You? Am I Making Believe I See In You, A Woman Too Perfect To Be Really True? Do I Want You Because You're Wonderful, Or Are You Wonderful Because I Want You? Are You The Sweet Invention Of A Lover's Dream, Or Are You Really As Beautiful As You Seem?