Memories Mean More To Me

I Long To Ride A Bike, Dance, Whistle, Look At The World, Feel Young And Know That I'm Free, And Yet I Can't Let It Show. Just Imagine What Would Happen If All Eight Of Us Were To Feel Sorry For Ourselves Or Walk Around With The Discontent Clearly Visible On Our Faces. Where Would That Get Us?

I Want To Go On Living Even After My Death, And Therefore I Am Grateful To God For Giving This Gift... Of Expressing All That Is In Me.

I Believe That In The Course Of The Next Century The Notion That It's A Woman's Duty To Have Children Will Change And Make Way For The Respect And Admiration Of All Women, Who Bear Their Burdens Without Complaint Or A Lot Of Pompous Words!

Why Should Some People Have Such A Hard Time During Their Few Years On This Earth?

Riches, Power And Fame Last Only For A Few Years! Why Do People Cling So Desperately To These Transitory Things? Why Can't People Who Have More Than They Need For Themselves Give That Surplus To Their Fellow Citizens? Why Should Some People Have Such A Hard Time During Their Few Years On This Earth?