My sun sets to rise again. >>
So free we seem, so fettered we are! >>
That's the wise thrush; he sings each song twice over, lest you should >>
The common idea that success spoils people by making them vain, egotis >>
Behind every successful man there's a lot of unsuccessful years. >>
I have made as much out of myself as could be made of the stuff, and n >>
A minute's success pays the failure of years.