If You Can Visualize It, If You

To Me, Today, At Age Sixty-one, All Prayer, By The Humble Or Highly Placed, Has One Thing In Common: Supplication For Strength And Inspiration To Carry On The Best Human Impulses Which Should Bind Us Together For A Better World.

Suddenly He Stops. He Looks Up. For, Lo, There She Stands. The Girl Of His Dreams. Who She Is Or Whence She Came, He Knows Not, Nor Does He Care For His Heart Tells Him That Here, Here Is The Maid Predestined To Be His Bride.

I Just Want To Leave You With This Thought, That It's Just Been Sort Of A Dress Rehearsal, And We're Just Getting Started. So If Any Of You Start Resting On Your Laurels, I Mean Just Forget It, Because...we Are Just Getting Started.

Just Make Sure You Never Do Less Than Your Best

I Just Want It To Look Like Nothing Else In The World. And It Should Be Surrounded By A Train.