|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."