We Were Not Made To Eternally Weep.

The Truth Is... Everything Counts. Everything. Everything We Do And Everything We Say. Everything Helps Or Hurts; Everything Adds To Or Takes Away From Someone Else.

Africa? A Book One Thumbs Listlessly, Till Slumber Comes.

Yet Do I Marvel At This Curious Thing:/ To Make A Poet Black, And Bid Him Sing!

There Is No Secret To Success Except Hard Work And Getting Something Indefinable Which We Call 'the Breaks.

All Day Long And All Night Through, One Thing Only Must I Do: Quench My Pride And Cool My Blood, Lest I Perish In The Flood.