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When The Thunder Rumbles, Now The Age Of Gold Is Dead. When The Dreams We've Clung To Trying To Stay Young, Have Left Us Parched And Old Instead. When My Courage Crumbles, When I Feel Confused And Frail, When My Spirit Falters On Decaying Altars And My Illusions Fail -- I Go On Right Then. I Go On Again. I Go On To Say I Will Celebrate Another Day. I Go On. If Tomorrow Tumbles And Everything I Love Is Gone, I Will Face Regret All My Days, And Yet I Will Still Go On.

It Is The Artists Of The World, The Feelers And The Thinkers Who Will Ultimately Save Us; Who Can Articulate, Educate, Defy, Insist, Sing And Shout The Big Dreams.

To Be A Success As A Broadway Composer, You Must Be Jewish Or Gay. I'm Both.

What [louis Armstrong] Does Is Real, And True, And Honest, And Simple, And Even Noble. Every Time This Man Puts His Trumpet To His Lips, Even If Only To Practice Three Notes, He Does It With His Whole Soul.

A Liberal Is A Man Or A Woman Or A Child Who Looks Forward To A Better Day, A More Tranquil Night, And A Bright, Infinite Future.