Always Boom at the Top
Young man, do not stand lounging on the threshold of the glorious future, while the coming years are big with possibilities, but take off your coat and spit on your hands and win the wealth which the world will yield you. You may not be able to write a beautiful poem, and die of starvation; but you can go to work humbly as a porter and buy a whisk broom, and wear people’s clothes out with it, and in five years you can go to Europe in your own special car. As the strawberry said to the box, “there is always room at the top.”