If I Am Going To Be A

Whatever Lives Is Granted Breath But By The Grace And Sufferance Of Death.

All Day Long And All Night Through, One Thing Only Must I Do: Quench My Pride And Cool My Blood, Lest I Perish In The Flood.

There Is No Secret To Success Except Hard Work And Getting Something Indefinable Which We Call 'the Breaks.

Never Love With All Your Heart, It Only Ends In Aching.

The Night Whose Sable Breast Relieves The Stark, White Stars, Is No Less Lovely Being Dark