All we know, Midnight. The best of all we know. For Chestry Valley and its master we loved. For Nana. For Sugarloaf and Brimstone Farm. For Pop and Mom and Tom. For the foals to come. For yesterday and for all tomorrows, we dance the best we know. For good-by.
Life, Hope, Living
I make money using my brains and lose money listening to my heart. But in the long run my books balance pretty well.
Heart, Money