The Trouble With You People Is That

That Is One Consolation When You Are Poor—there Are So Many More Things You Can Imagine About.

Dear Old World', She Murmured, 'you Are Very Lovely, And I Am Glad To Be Alive In You.

Fairyland Is The Loveliest Word Because It Means Everything The Human Heart Desires.

But I Believe I Rather Like Superstitious People. They Lend Color To Life. Wouldn't It Be A Rather Drab World If Everybody Was Wise And Sensible . . . And Good? What Would We Find To Talk About?

I'm So Glad I Live In A World Where There Are Octobers.