In Autumn, When The Leaves Are Brown,

I Never Thought Of That Before! It's My Opinion That You Never Think At All.

What Do You Suppose Is The Use Of A Child Without Any Meaning? Even A Joke Should Have Some Meaning-- And A Child's More Imporant Than A Joke, I Hope. You Couldn't Deny That, Even If You Tried With Both Hands.

You're Thinking About Something, My Dear, And That Makes You Forget To Talk.

All Too Soon Will Childhood Gay Realise Life's Sober Sadness. Let's Be Merry While We May, Innocent And Happy Fay! Elves Were Made For Gladness!

If You Do Not Know Where You Want To Go, It Doesn't Matter Which Path You Take.