However Tight I Shut My

Tragedy Is Clean, It Is Restful, It Is Flawless.

To Say Yes, You Have To Sweat And Roll Up Your Sleeves And Plunge Both Hands Into Life Up To The Elbows. It Is Easy To Say No, Even If Saying No Means Death.

It Is Restful, Tragedy, Because One Knows That There Is No More Lousy Hope Left. You Know You're Caught, Caught At Last Like A Rat With All The World On Its Back. And The Only Thing Left To Do Is Shout - Not Moan, Or Complain, But Yell Out At The Top Of Your Voice Whatever It Was You Had To Say. What You've Never Said Before. What Perhaps You Don't Even Know Till Now.

Are You In Earnest? Seize This Very Minute! Boldness Has Genius, Power, And Magic In It. Only Engage, And Then The Mind Grows Heated. Begin, And Then The Work Will Be Completed.

When You Are Forty, Half Of You Belongs To The Past... And When You Are Seventy, Nearly All Of You.