Be thine own palace, or the world's thy jail.
After a storm comes a calm.
If you can dream it, you can do it.
The dog that trots about finds a bone.
Who seeks shall find.
Either you run the day or the day runs you.
By failing to prepare, you are preparing to fail.
If you're going through hell, keep going.
Without hard work, nothing grows but weeds.
I can, therefore I am.
But in my imagination this whole thing developed and I started mixing up old folk songs with the Beatles beat and taking them down to Greenwich Village and playing them for the people there.