You Can't Be That Good; You Work

Un-dish-cover The Fish, Or Dishcover The Riddle.

Abstract Qualities Begin With Capitals Alway: The True, The Good, The Beautiful- Those Are The Things That Pay!

I Wonder If The Snow Loves The Trees And Fields, That It Kisses Them So Gently? And Then It Covers Them Up Snug, You Know, With A White Quilt; And Perhaps It Says "go To Sleep, Darlings, Till The Summer Comes Again.

If You Don't Know Where You're Going Any Road Will Do

It's A Great Huge Game Of Chess That's Being Played--all Over The World--if This Is The World At All, You Know. Oh, What Fun It Is! How I Wish I Was One Of Them! I Wouldn't Mind Being A Pawn, If Only I Might Join--though Of Course I Should Like To Be A Queen, Best.