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There Is Something About Very Cold Weather That Gives One An Enormous Appetite. Most Of Us Find Ourselves Beginning To Crave Rich Steaming Stews And Hot Apple Pies And All Kinds Of Delicious Warming Dishes; And Because We Are All A Great Deal Luckier Than We Realize, We Usually Get What We Want—or Near Enough.

I Was Observing Her Closely As I Talked, And After A While I Began To Get The Impression That She Was Not, In Fact, Quite So Merry And Smiling A Girl As I Had Been Led To Believe At First. She Seemed To Be Coiled In Herself, As Though With A Secret She Was Jealously Guarding. The Deep-blue Eyes Moved Too Quickly About The Room, Never Settling Or Resting On One Thing For More Than A Moment; And Over All Her Face, Though So Faint That They Might Not Even Have Been There, Those Small Downward Lines Of Sorrow.

...the More Risks You Allow Children To Take, The Better They Learn To Take Care Of Themselves. If You Never Let Them Take Any Risks, Then I Believe They Become Very Prone To Injury. Boys Should Be Allowed To Climb Tall Trees And Walk Along The Tops Of High Walls And Dive Into The Sea From High Rocks... The Same With Girls. I Like The Type Of Child Who Takes Risks. Better By Far Than The One Who Never Does So.

Two Rights Don't Equal A Left.

Pain Was Something We Were Expected To Endure. But I Doubt Very Much If You Would Be Entirely Happy Today If A Doctor Threw A Towel In Your Face And Jumped On You With A Knife.