Riches Can All Be Lost, But That

I Soothe My Conscience Now With The Thought That It Is Better For Hard Words To Be On Paper Than That Mummy Should Carry Them In Her Heart.

If I'm Engrossed In A Book, I Have To Rearrange My Thoughts Before I Can Mingle With Other People, Because Otherwise They Might Think I Was Strange.

Why Are Millions Spent On The War Each Day, While Not A Penny Is Available For ... Artists Or The Poor? Why Do People Have To Starve When Mountians Of Food Are Rotting Away In Other Parts Of The World? Oh, Why Are People So Crazy?

He Clings To His Solitude, To His Affected Indifference And His Grown-up Ways, But It's Just An Act, So As Never, Never To Show His Real Feelings.

Crying Can Bring Relief, As Long As You Don't Cry Alone.