...a Capital Patient, As She Never Died

…tomorrow Was Her Birthday, And She Was Thinking How Fast The Years Went By, How Old She Was Getting, And How Little She Seemed To Have Accomplished. Almost Twenty-five And Nothing To Show For It.

We'll All Grow Up Someday, Meg, We Might As Well Know What We Want. ~amy March~

Don't Mind Me. I'm As Happy As A Cricket Here.

Some Books Are So Familiar That Reading Them Is Like Being Home Again.

When I Had Youth I Had No Money; Now I Have The Money I Have No Time; And When I Get The Time, If I Ever Do, I Shall Have No Health To Enjoy Life. I Suppose It's The Discipline I Need; But It's Rather Hard To Love The Things I Do, And See Them Go By Because Duty Chains Me To My Galley. If I Ever Come Into Port With All Sails Set, That Will Be My Reward Perhaps.