Don't Be Too Assuming, It Doesn't Get

I Long To Ride A Bike, Dance, Whistle, Look At The World, Feel Young And Know That I'm Free, And Yet I Can't Let It Show. Just Imagine What Would Happen If All Eight Of Us Were To Feel Sorry For Ourselves Or Walk Around With The Discontent Clearly Visible On Our Faces. Where Would That Get Us?

The Question Is Very Understandable, But No One Has Found A Satisfactory Answer To It So Far. Yes, Why Do They Make Still More Gigantic Planes, Still Heavier Bombs And, At The Same Time, Prefabricated Houses For Reconstruction? Why Should Millions Be Spent Daily On The War And Yet There's Not A Penny Available For Medical Services, Artists, Or For Poor People? Why Do Some People Have To Starve, While There Are Surpluses Rotting In Other Parts Of The World? Oh, Why Are People So Crazy?

We're Not The Only People That Have Had To Suffer, There Have Always Been People That've Had To.

Dead People Receive More Flowers Than The Living Ones Because The Regret Is Stronger Than Gratitude.

At Any Rate, Daddy Usually Comes To My Defence. Without Him I Wouldn't Be Able To Stick Out Here.