We Were Not Made To Eternally Weep.

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

I Was Reared In The Conservative Atmosphere Of A Methodist Parsonage.

Whatever Lives Is Granted Breath But By The Grace And Sufferance Of Death.

Never Love With All Your Heart, It Only Ends In Aching.

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