The Faster We Travel, The Less There

If You Rest, You Rust.

The Worst Constructed Play Is A Bach Fugue When Compared To Life.

There's A Little Vanity Chair That Charlie Gave Me The First Christmas We Knew Each Other. I'll Not Be Parting With That, Nor Our Bed - The Four-poster - I'll Be Needing That To Die In.

Everybody Starts At The Top, And Then Has The Problem Of Staying There. Lasting Accomplishment, However, Is Still Achieved Through A Long, Slow Climb And Self-discipline.

People Who Refuse To Rest Honorably On Their Laurels When They Reach Retirement Age Seem Very Admirable To Me.