Most People Worry So Much,

Besides, I've Been Feeling A Little Blue — Just A Pale, Elusive Azure. It Isn't Serious Enough For Anything Darker.

Oh, It's Delightful To Have Ambitions. I'm So Glad I Have Such A Lot. And There Never Seems To Be Any End To Them-- That's The Best Of It. Just As Soon As You Attain To One Ambition You See Another One Glittering Higher Up Still. It Does Make Life So Interesting.

I Couldn't Live Where There Were No Trees--something Vital In Me Would Starve.

What Had Seemed Easy In Imagination Was Rather Hard In Reality.

Why Is It That The Nicest Things Never Are Healthy?