Life Is What You Make It.

I Would Never Sit Back In A Rocking Chair, Waiting For Someone To Help Me.

I Have Written My Life In Small Sketches, A Little Today, A Little Yesterday, As I Have Thought Of It, As I Remember All The Things From Childhood On Through The Years, Good Ones And Unpleasant Ones, That Is How They Come Out And That Is How We Have To Take Them.

I Have Written My Life In Small Sketches, A Little Today, A Little Yesterday... I Look Back On My Life As A Good Day's Work, It Was Done And I Feel Satisfied With It. I Made The Best Out Of What Life Offered.

A Strange Thing Is Memory, And Hope; One Looks Backward, And The Other Forward; One Is Of Today, The Other Of Tomorrow. Memory Is History Recorded In Our Brain, Memory Is A Painter, It Paints Pictures Of The Past And Of The Day.

Someone Has Asked Me To Paint Biblical Pictures, And I Say No, I'll Not Paint Something That We Know Nothing About, Might Just As Well Paint Something That Will Happen Two Thousand Years Hence.