Happiness In Life Is Not A Given,

She Was The Breeze On A Summer's Day, The First Drops Of Rain When The Earth Was Parched, Light From The Evening Star.

Curiosity Might Have Killed The Cat, But Little Girls Usually Fared Much Better.

She Did As She Felt, And She Felt A Great Deal.

There’s Something About Hospital Walls; Though Only Made Of Bricks And Plaster, When You’re Inside Them The Noise, The Reality Of The Teeming City Beyond, Disappears; It’s Just Outside The Door, But It Might As Well Be A Magical Land Far, Far Away.

Happiness In Life Is Not A Given, It Must Be Seized.