I Asked For Bread, And I Got

A Little Kingdom I Possess, Where Thoughts And Feelings Dwell; And Very Hard The Task I Find Of Governing It Well.

If We Are All Alive Ten Years Hence, Let's Meet, And See How Many Of Us Have Got Our Wishes, Or How Much Nearer We Are Then Than Now.

Energy Is More Attractive Than Beauty In A Man.

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

I Keep Turning Over New Leaves, And Spoiling Them, As I Used To Spoil My Copybooks; And I Make So Many Beginnings There Never Will Be An End. (jo March)