There Is No Confusion Like The Confusion

Those Days Are Over. I Have To Be Won All Over Again Every Time You See Me.

People Living Alone Get Used To Loneliness.

It's Just Because I Love The Past That I Want This House To Look Back On Its Glamourous Moment Of Youth And Beauty, And I Want Its Stairs To Creak As If To The Footsteps Of Women With Hoop Skirts And Men In Boots And Spurs. But They've Made It Into A Blondined, Rouged-up Old Woman Of Sixty.

Before You Criticize Others, Remember, They May Not Have Had The Same Opportunities In Life As You Have Had

Never Confuse A Single Defeat With A Final Defeat.