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Some Guys Step On A Rake In The Dark, And Get Mad And Go Punch Somebody. Others Step On A Rake In The Dark And Fall Down Laughing At Themselves. I Know Which Kind Of Guy I'd Rather Be. So Do My Friends.

It Took Me Better Than A Quarter Century To Learn, The Hard Way, That Hard Work At Something You Want To Be Doing Is The Most Fun That You Can Have Out Of Bed . . . To Learn That The Smart Man Finds Ways To Make Everything He Does Be Work; To Learn That "leisure" Time Is Truly Pleasurable (indeed Tolerable) Only To The Extent That Is Its Subconscious Grazing For Information With Which To Infuse Newer, Better Work.

We Are All Time Travelers Moving At The Speed Of Exactly 60 Minutes Per Hour.

The Day Apollo 11 Landed, I Knew Men Would Walk On Mars In My Lifetime. I'm No Longer Nearly So Sure. The Last Budget Put Forward In Canada Contained Not A Penny For Mars.

There's Nothing In The Human Heart Or Mind, No Place No Matter How Twisted Or Secret, That Can't Be Endured - If You Have Someone To Share It With.