It Is Not How Old You Are,

That's The Unfortunate Thing About Death. It's So Terribly Final.

We Have Learned To Take Life Seriously, But Never Ourselves.

In Order To Represent Life On The Stage, We Must Rub Elbows With Life, Live Ourselves

If Ants Are Such Busy Workers, How Come They Find Time To Go To All The Picnics?

There Is A Vast Difference Between Success At Twenty-five And Success At Sixty. At Sixty, Nobody Envies You. Instead, Everybody Rejoices Generously, Sincerely, In Your Good Fortune.