You can never lose anything that really belongs to you, and you can't keep that which belongs to someone else.
If Edwards gained 60 pounds and lost all his hair, he'd look like Dick Cheney!
O, once in each man's life, at least, Good luck knocks at his door; And wit to seize the flitting guest Need never hunger more. But while the loitering idler waits Good luck beside his fire, The bold heart storms at fortune's gates, And conquers its desire.