Oh, and by the way, I’m gonna beat you tonight, and I’m gonna enjoy every second of it. Au revoir!

I am writing this under an appreciable mental strain, since by tonight I shall be no more. Penniless, and at the end of my supply of the drug which alone makes life endurable, I can bear the torture no longer; and shall cast myself from this garret window into the squalid street below.

I am the passenger, I stay under glass. I look through my window so bright, I see the stars come out tonight. I see the bright and hollow sky, over the city’s ripped backsides and everything looks good tonight.

I won’t take anyone down if I crawl tonight. But I still let everyone down when I change in size.

Yeah, know we’ll turn heads forever So tonight I’m gonna show you off

Let’s take our time tonight, girl Above us all the stars are watchin’ There’s no place I’d rather be in this world

Worrying is carrying tomorrow’s load with today’s strength- carrying two days at once. It is moving into tomorrow ahead of time. Worrying doesn’t empty tomorrow of its sorrow, it empties today of its strength.

Like books and black lives – albums still matter. Tonight and always.

We would like to give special thanks to all those Americans who built the spacecraft; who did the construction, design, the tests, and put their hearts and all their abilities into those craft. To those people tonight, we give a special thank you, and to all the other people that are listening and watching tonight, God bless you. Good night from Apollo 11.

There’s only one day at a time here, then it’s tonight and then tomorrow will be today again.

Tonight I’m a baller babe

Tonight, we gather to affirm the greatness of our nation – not because of the height of our skyscrapers, or the power of our military, or the size of our economy. Our pride is based on a very simple premise, summed up in a declaration made over two hundred years ago.