Mom Used To Say I Didn't Run

I'd Have Avoided Some Of The Pain If I Could. Anyone Would. But I Wouldn't Have Missed Knowing Any Of The People-even The Ones Whose Leaving Hurt Most. In Fact, The Only Thing I'm Sorry About Is That I Didn't Meet One Particular Guy, A Clown Named Joe Skelton. You Know, He Sure Picked The Right Profession. I Mean, A Clown's Got It All. He Never Has To Hold Back: He Can Do As He Pleases. The Mouth And The Eyes Are Painted On. So If You Wanta Cry, You Can Go Right Ahead. The Make Up Won't Smear. You'll Still Be Smiling. . . .

I Just Want To Be Known As A Clown Because To Me, That's The Height Of My Profession. It Means You Can Do Everything - Sing, Dance And, Above All, Make People Laugh.

I Personally Believe That Each Of Us Was Put Here For A Purpose -- To Build Not To Destroy. If I Can Make People Smile, Then I Have Served My Purpose For God.

She Got A Mud Pack And Looked Great For Two Days. Then The Mud Fell Off

If By Chance Some Day You're Not Feeling Well And You Should Remember Some Silly Thing I've Said Or Done And It Brings Back A Smile To Your Face Or A Chuckle To Your Heart, Then My Purpose As Your Clown Has Been Fulfilled.