A Man May Be Born, But In

I Tell You The Past Is A Bucket Of Ashes, So Live Not In Your Yesterdays, No Just For Tomorrow, But In The Here And Now. Keep Moving And Forget The Post Mortems; And Remember, No One Can Get The Jump On The Future.

Slang Is A Language That Rolls Up Its Sleeves, Spits On Its Hands And Goes To Work.

There Is An Eagle In Me That Wants To Soar, And There Is A Hippopotamus In Me That Wants To Wallow In The Mud.

Time Is A Great Teacher, Who Can Live Without Hope?

Let A Joy Keep You. Reach Out Your Hands And Take It When It Runs By.