A Fine Artist Is One Who Makes

A Graceful Taunt Is Worth A Thousand Insults.

A Man's Life Is Colored By The Dye Of His Imagination.

A Man Who Works With His Hands Is A Laborer; A Man Who Works With His Hands And His Brain Is A Craftsman; But A Man Who Works With His Hands And His Brain And His Heart Is An Artist.

I Know Of No Higher Fortitude Than Stubborness In The Face Of Overwhelming Odds.

Oh, I Get Lucky A Lot. I Get Lucky At Four In The Morning In The Law Library.