To work hard, to live hard, to die hard, and then go to hell after all would be too damn hard.
Life is like an onion; you peel it off one layer at a time, and sometimes you weep.
Tell no man anything, for no man listens
Yet hold thy lips ready to speak.
A baby is God's opinion that the world should go on.
Gather the stars if you wish it so
Gather the songs and keep them.
Gather the faces of women.
Gather for keeping years and years.
And then...
Loosen your hands, let go and say good-bye.
Let the stars and songs go.
Let the faces and years go.
Loosen your hands and say good-bye.