"Look in the mirror. Mirrors never lie,

Neither the oval kind, nor round, nor square.

This is the way you look until you die.

This is the truth, plain as a stone is bare.

Regard this truth. For better or for worse,

This face, an open book, a mask to wear,

Is what the whole world over says is yours,

No matter what you say or why you care."

"Yes, that's the way it strikes them, I suppose.

That generous mouth, that eye, that powerful nose.

That is the face that may be famous yet.

Look at that chin. I'll make it known, somehow.

I'll get where great men get. And look, that brow

Holds brains enough to get me where I'll get."