But One Day We Shall

If Only One Could Tell True Love From False Love As One Can Tell Mushrooms From Toadstools.

Everything In Life That We Really Accept Undergoes A Change.

I Want So To Live That I Work With My Hands And My Feeling And My Brain. I Want A Garden, A Small House, Grass, Animals, Books, Pictures, Music. And Out Of This, The Expression Of This, I Want To Be Writing (though I May Write About Cabmen. That’s No Matter.) But Warm, Eager, Living Life — To Be Rooted In Life — To Learn, To Desire, To Feel, To Think, To Act. This Is What I Want. And Nothing Less. That Is What I Must Try For.

Children Are Unaccountable Little Creatures.

That's All Life Is - Something Childish And Very Natural. Isn't It?