Luck, be a lady tonight.

A secretary is not a thing Wound by key, pulled by string. Her pad is to write in, And not spend the night in, If that's what you plan to enjoy.

I hear music Mighty fine music, The murmur of a morning breeze up there The rattle of the milkman on the stair Sure that's music.

When you see a guy reach for stars in the sky You can bet that he's doing it for some doll.

Somebody, somewhere Wants me and needs me And that's very wonderful to know.

I string sounds together. But to string them I have to remember a bunch of old ones I heard somewhere and then juggle them into a new rhythm and shape.

How beautiful the days, They come and go.

Oh! to be loved by a man I respect, To bask in the glow of his perfectly understandable neglect.

But more I cannot wish you Than to wish you find your love Your own true love this day.

A secretary is not a toy.

Brother, do you know a nicer occupation, Matter of fact, neither do I, Than standing on the corner Watching all the girls go by?

There is your truth and there is my truth. As for the universal truth, it does not exist.

I don't know why you use a fancy French word like detente when there's a good English phrase for it - cold war.

The more we come out and do good to others, the more our hearts will be purified, and God will be in them.

I will appoint captains to rule my cities, for it is in the compelling zest of high adventure and of victory, and in creative action, that man finds his supreme joys.

I found out everybody's different--the same kind of different as me. We're all just regular folks walkin down the road God done set in front of us.

If I had my whole life to live over again, I don't think I'd have the strength.

The Congo Free State is unique in its kind. It has nothing to hide and no secrets and is not beholden to anyone except its founder.

For those who have only ever read about [John] Calvin, reading the man himself is an invigorating experience.

Form is sometimes considered a mere spice added by the artist to the representation of objects in order to make it pleasurable.

A lot of people, when you ask if they want to read your epic poem, start bolting for the door.