Let me live in a house by the side of the road and be a friend to man.

The woods were made for the hunters of dreams, The brooks for the fishers of song; To the hunters who hunt for the gunless game The streams and the woods belong.

Bring me men to match my mountains: Bring me men to match my plains: Men with empires in their purpose and new eras in their brains.

Strew gladness on the paths of men-You will not pass this way again.

Seek not for fresher founts afar, just drop you bucket where you are.

The woods were made for the hunter of dreams...

W'en you see a man in woe, Walk right up and say 'hullo'; Say "hullo" and "how d'ye do. How's the world a-usin' you?

There are purple grapes in the Land of Git-Thare.

Just drop your bucket where you are.

I say the very things that make the greatest StirAn' the most interestin' things, are things that did n't occur.

Let me live in my house by the side of the road And be a friend to man.

I never assume anything. I anticipate the possibilities and allow my imagination to create the future.

Sometimes truths are what we run from, and sometimes they are what we seek.

If loving the written word is wrong...I don't want to be right!

No duty is more urgent than that of returning thanks.

You never want to tie your responsibility to another's irresponsibility.

I turned Compaq from a small company with troubles into a computer powerhouse. We can do the same at Intershop.

The place where two friends first met is sacred to them all through their friendship, all the more sacred as their friendship deepens and grows old.

It is important to rise above rationalizations and make the best choices.

Dancing with Kate Beckinsale made me very excited.

And what about all the good I have in my heart - does it mean anything?