I Must Say, In The Case Of

We Used To Call It Her Cinderella Complex, Because Often When She Had Agreed To Go Out In The Evening She Would Be Seized By Panic And Announce That She Had Nothing To Wear.

...sometimes I Suspect That What Had Really Happened Was That We Became More Resigned, More Cynical, Raised Our Pain Thresholds As We Lowered Our Expectations. All In All, Settled For Less.

For All The Books In His Possession, He Still Failed To Read The Stories Written Plain As Day In The Faces Of The People Around Him.

It’s Called Mind Over Matter. If We Don’t Mind, It Doesn’t Matter.” When A Bit Of Me Hurts, I Always Mind.

I Remember Manners, That's When People Are Scared To Make Other Persons Mad.