When A Man Starts Out To Build

So Since I'm Still Here Livin', I Guess I Will Live On. I Could've Died For Love-- But For Livin' I Was Born.

What Happens To A Dream Deferred?

There Is No Color Line In Art.

This Morning I Paid Seventy Cents For Two Little Old Dried-up Slivers Of Bacon And One Cockeyed Egg. It Took Me Till Noon To Get My Appetite Back.

Both Of Them Were Very Good And Kind - The One Who Went To Church And The One Who Didn't. And No Doubt From Them I Learned To Like Both Christians And Sinners Equally Well.