Never Jump Into A Pile Of Leaves

I Want To Be Liked... No, I Want To Be More Than Just Liked... I Want People To Say, "that Charlie Brown Is A Great Guy!" And When People Are At Parties, I Want Them To Look For Me, And When I Finally Arrive, I Want Them To Say, "here Comes Good Ol' Charlie Brown... Now Everything Will Be All Right!" I Want To Be A Special Person... I Want To Be Needed... It's Kind Of Hard To Explain... Do You Understand? I Mean, Do You Know What I'm Talking About?" "sure, I Understand Perfectly..." "well?" "forget It! Five Cents, Please!

How Is The Birdhouse Coming Along, Charlie Brown?" "well, I'm A Lousy Carpenter, I Can't Nail Straight, I Can't Saw Straight And I Always Split The Wood... I'm Nervous, I Lack Confidence, I'm Stupid, I Have Poor Taste And Absolutely No Sense Of Design... So, All Things Considered, It's Coming Along Okay!

You Can't Eat Compliments.

It Is Difficult To Talk About What I Do, Because I Do It So I Don't Have To Talk About It.

Humor Is Proof That Everything Is Going To Be All Right With God Nevertheless.