I Mistrust All Frank And

All I Know Is That Young Boys Sleep Late And Hard.

There Are Many Who Do Not Know They Are Fascists But Will Find It Out When The Time Comes.

As In No Other Form Of Lute Or Combat, The Conditions Are Such; The Winner Takes Nothing, Neither His Ease, Nor His Pleasure, Nor Any Notion Of Glory, Nor If He Wins Far Enough, Will He Find Anything Within Himself.

You Make Your Own Luck, Gig. You Know What Makes A Good Loser? Practice.

I Don't Think I Ever Owned Twenty Pencils At One Time. Wearing Down Seven Number-two Pencils Is A Good Day's Work.