Quite, Quite,' She Thought With A Little

And All You Can Do Is Just Read," She Said. She Raised Her Voice An Screamed, "you Just Read And Read And Read!" Then She Threw Herself Down On The Table And Wept.

Lie On The Bridge And Watch The Water Flowing Past. Or Run, Or Wade Through The Swamp In Your Red Boots. Or Roll Yourself Up And Listen To The Rain Falling On The Roof. It's Very Easy To Enjoy Yourself.

Look At The Adventure. A Boat By Night Is A Wonderful Sight. This Is The Way To Start A New Life, With A Hurricane Lamp Shining At The Top Of The Mast, And The Coastline Disappearing Behind One As The Whole World Lies Sleeping. Making A Journey By Night Is More Wonderful Than Anything In The World.

She Started Thinking About All The Euphemisms For Death, All The Anxious Taboos That Had Always Fascinated Her. It Was Too Bad You Could Never Have An Intelligent Discussion On The Subject. People Were Either Too Young Or Too Old, Or Else They Didn't Have Time.

My Bag Was As Light As My Happy-go-lucky Heart.