To Be A Good Loser Is To

If The Facts Are Against You, Argue The Law. If The Law Is Against You, Argue The Facts. If The Law And The Facts Are Against You, Pound The Table And Yell Like Hell

Nothing Happens Unless First We Dream.

I Take You And Pile High The Memories. Death Will Break Her Claws On Some I Keep.

It Is Necessary Now And Then For A Man To Go Away By Himself And Experience Loneliness; To Sit On A Rock In The Forest And To Ask Of Himself, 'who Am I, And Where Have I Been, And Where Am I Going?'...if One Is Not Careful, One Allows Diversions To Take Up One's Time-the Stuff Of Life

Let The Gentle Bush Dig Its Root Deep And Spread Upward To Split The Boulder.