America Is The Only Place

And If I Should Live To Be The Last Leaf Upon The Tree In The Spring, Let Them Smile, As I Do Now, At The Old Forsaken Bough Where I Cling.

See How He Throws His Baited Lines About,/and Plays His Men As Anglers Play Their Trout.

Death Tugs At My Ear And Says, 'live. I Am Coming.

Leverage Is Everything-don't Begin To Pry Until You've Got The Long Arm On Your Side.

Every Event That A Man Would Master Must Be Mounted On The Run, And No Man Ever Caught The Reins Of A Thought Except As It Galloped Past Him.