It was on my fifth birthday that Papa put his hand on my shoulder and said, 'Remember, my son, if you ever need a helping hand, you'll find one at the end of your arm.' Votes: 1
The first memory I have in the world is of death and tears. That is how I would mark the beginning of my life: the way people mark the end of one. My family had gathered at Papa Joe's house because Mam' Grace was slipping away, only I didn't register it that way. For some reason I thought that it was her birthday. Votes: 1
How old would you be if you didn't know how old you are? Votes: 4 Satchel Paige
Healing,' Papa would tell me, 'is not a science, but the intuitive art of wooing nature.' Votes: 5 W. H. Auden