Quotes from berlin irving iii

May the finger of Fate point the crimson way And guide her to happiness soon May it open the gate to a perfect day That ends with a honeymoon

My uncle out in Texas Can't even write his name He signs his checks with X's But they cash 'em just the same

Never saw the sun shining so bright Never saw things go oh so right Noticing the days hurrying by When you're in love, my my how they fly Blue days, all of them gone Nothing but blue skies from now on.

I wonder if we'll ever meet My song of love is incomplete I'm just the words, looking for the tune Reaching for the moon and you

My ambition is to reach the heart of the average American, not the highbrow nor the lowbrow but that vast intermediate crew which is the real soul of the country.

If I could meet A girl as sweet I'd simply claim her And name her my queen For if she ever came I would love her the same As I love her on the cover of a magazine

You don't have to know how to read or write When you're out with a feller in the pale moonlight You don't have to look in a book to find What he thinks of the moon or what is on his mind

Maybe it's because the kiss you gave me, Touched my heart and went right through. I can't tell you why, I only know That I fell helplessly in love with you.

There is no set time it takes to compose a song. They come easy sometimes, but more often they are stubborn, difficult things to drag out of the mind.

It's the lyrics that makes a song a hit, although the tune, of course, is what makes it last.

A little bungalow an hour or so from anywhere A little cozy nest, the kind that's best for two Among the shady trees, with birds and bees, and lots of air And just enough o' ground to fool around with you

When I wrote "God Bless America," they said it was too corny, but it's still around.