Seeing a child drinking from his hands, Diogenes threw away his cup and remarked, "A child has beaten me in plainness of living." --Diogenes the Cynic, University of Chicago

The program for life advocated by Diogenes began with self-sufficiency, or the ability to possess within oneself all that one needs for happiness. --Britannica

 St. James Infirmary - Hugh Laurie

Lyrics

I went down to the St. James Infirmary

Saw my baby there

Stretched out on a long white table

So sweet, so cold, so fair

Let her go, let her go, God bless her

Wherever she may be

She can look this wide world over

She'll never find a sweet man like me

When I die, want you to dress me in straight-lace shoes

Box-back coat and a Stetson hat

Put a twenty-dollar gold piece on my watch chain

So the boys'll know that I died standin' pat

Then give me six crap shooting pall bearers

Let a chorus girl sing me a song

Put a red hot jazz band at the top of my head

So we can raise Hallelujah as we go along

Folks, now that you have heard my story

Say, boy, hand me over another shot of that booze

If anyone should ask you

Tell 'em I've got those St. James Infirmary blues