Early To Bed And Early To Rise

I Am Thoroughly Tired Of The Fable Style Of Narrative And Shall Do My Best To Get Up Something Entirely Different And Possibly Little More Worthy.

Those Who Are Entitled To It Get It Sooner Or Later.

I Got The Breaks. Starting From Nowhere In The Corn Belt, I Helped Edit A Country Weekly, Then Was Jack-of-all-departments On An Obscure Daily, So That When I Arrived In A Big City Everything I Tackled In The Line Of Column Conducting And Syndicate Peddling And Playwriting Had To Bring Promotion, Because I Had No Social Standing Which Could Be Endangered, No Reputation To Toss Away And No Pride Which Might Suffer A Setback. Everything I Acquired Had To Be Velvet. You Cannot Lose Your Silver Spoon If You Are Brought Up On Pewter.

If A Man Does Not Go About His Work With Enthusiasm, It Means That He Has Not Yet Found A Work That He Likes. Every Mortal Is A Busy Bee When He Comes To The Task That Destiny Has Set Aside For Him.

It Isn't How Long You Stick Around But What You Put Over While You Are Here.