You May Have A Fresh Start Anytime

I Think Oscar Wilde Wrote A Poem About A Robin Who Loved A White Rose. He Loved It So Much That He Pierced His Breast And Let His Heart's Blood Turn The White Rose Red. Maybe This Sounds Very Sentimental, But For Anybody Who Has Loved A Career As Much As I've Loved Mine, There Can Be No Short Cuts.

Failure Is Not Falling Down, It Is Not Getting Up Again

The Refined Simplicity Should Develop Out Of The Complex. It Would Have Been More Logical If Silent Pictures Had Grown Out Of The Talkie Instead Of The Other Way Around.

The Past Cannot Be Changed. The Future Is Yet In Your Power.

...i'm Thirteen Years Old, And I Think I'm At The Crossroads Of My Life. I've Got To Make Good Between Now And The Time I'm Twenty, And I Have Only Seven Years To Do It In. Besides, I'm The Father Of My Family And I've Got To Earn All The Money I Can.