If you haven't got it,/ you can't show it./ If you have got it,/ you can't hide it.

Those that don't got it, can't show it. Those that got it, can't hide it.

Those that don't got it, can't show it. Those that got it, can't hide it.

It seems to me that trying to live without friends is like milking a bear to get cream for your morning coffee. It is a whole lot of trouble, and then not worth much after you get it.

Sometimes, I feel discriminated against, but it does not make me angry. It merely astonishes me. How can any deny themselves the pleasure of my company? It's beyond me.

No matter how far a person can go the horizon is still way beyond you.