No One Can Be Free Who Has

Life Is Worth Living As Long As There's A Laugh In It.

For There Is No Bond More Lasting Than That Formed By The Mutual Confidences Of That Magic Time When Youth Is Slipping From The Sheath Of Childhood And Beginning To Wonder What Lies For It Beyond Those Misty Hills That Bound The Golden Road.

Life Owes Me Something More Than It Has Paid Me And I'm Going Out To Collect It.

[anne, Commenting On City Life] "i Think I Would Probably Come To The Conclusion That I'd Like It For A While... But In The End, I'd Still Prefer The Sound Of The Wind In The Firs Across The Brook More Than The Tinkling Of Crystal.

When I Make Up My Mind To Do A Thing It Stays Made Up.