"Oh, what am I? Some kind of barnicle on the dinghy of life? Oh, I ain’t no doctors, but I knows that I’m losing me patience. What am I? Some kind of judge or lawyers? Maybe not, but I knows what law suitks me. Careful there, don’t ruffle me feathers. What am I? I ain’t no physcikisk, but I knows what matters. What am I? I’m Popeye the Sailor."
I used it as the theme of my law school admission essay. It must have worked, as I got in. Well, there were other factors at play, but I got to know the registrar once I was accepted to the school, and she said, “Your essay, based on 'Life is what happens…” struck a chord with the acceptance committee." It’s been a personal motto ever since.
You are the promised kiss of springtime
That makes the lonely winter seem long
You are the breathless hush of evening
That trembles on the brink of a lovely song