I Have To Live With Myself And

I'd Like To Be The Sort Of Friend That You Have Been To Me. I'd Like To Be The Help That You've Been Always Glad To Be; I'd Like To Mean As Much To You Each Minute Of The Day, As You Have Meant, Old Friend Of Mine, To Me Along The Way.

At Christmas A Man Is At His Finest Towards The Finish Of The Year; He Is Almost What He Should Be When The Christmas Season's Here; Then He's Thinking More Of Others Than He's Thought The Months Before, And The Laughter Of His Children Is A Joy Worth Toiling For. He Is Less A Selfish Creature Than At Any Other Time; When The Christmas Spirit Rules Him He Comes Close To The Sublime.

Be A Friend. You Don't Need Glory. Friendship Is A Simple Story.

No One Is Beat Till He Quits, No One Is Through Till He Stops. No Matter How Hard Failure Hits, No Matter How Often He Drops, A Fellow's Not Down Till He Lies In The Dust And Refuses To Rise.

Fine Counsel Is Confusing, But Example Is Always Clear