Look At Things And Listen And Feel.

But Paris Was A Very Old City And We Were Young And Nothing Was Simple There.

I Don't Like To Write Like God. It Is Only Because You Never Do It, Though, That The Critics Think You Can't Do It.

Thou Wilt Go Now, Rabbit. But I Go With Thee. As Long As There Is One Of Us There Is Both Of Us.

We're Always Lucky,' I Said And Like A Fool I Did Not Knock On Wood.

You’ll Ache. And You’re Going To Love It. It Will Crush You. And You’re Still Going To Love All Of It.