My Father Was A Poor Man, Very

A Good Deed Here, A Good Deed There, A Good Thought Here, A Good Comment There, All Added Up To My Career In One Way Or Another.

We All Suffer From The Preoccupation That There Exists... In The Loved One, Perfection.

I've Learned That I Must Find Positive Outlets For Anger Or It Will Destroy Me. There Is A Certain Anger: It Reaches Such Intensity That To Express It Fully Would Require Homicidal Rage--self Destructive, Destroy The World Rage--and Its Flame Burns Because The World Is So Unjust. I Have To Try To Find A Way To Channel That Anger To The Positive, And The Highest Positive Is Forgiveness.

I Was Born Two Months Early, And Everyone Had Given Up On Me. But My Mother Insisted On My Life.

You Don't Have To Become Something That You Aren't To Become Better Than You Are.