The Roar Of The Crowd Has Always

When I Was Very Small, Maybe 8 Years Old, We Had A Big Radio That Stood On Four Legs, And It Had A Cross Piece Underneath It, And I Used To Take A Pillow And Crawl Under The Radio.

I Would Say Realistically, And I Don't Want Any Headlines, But I Would Say Realistically That Next Year Would Be The Last Year.

Some People Die Twice: Once When They Retire, And Again When They Actually Pass Away. Fear Of The First One Is A Big Incentive For Me To Keep Working.

If You Have A Sombrero, Throw It To The Sky!

There's That Old Saying: Squeeze The Juice Out Of Life Before Life Squeezes The Juice Out Of You. I Will Try To Squeeze The Remaining Juice Out Of Life.