... There Is Something About Everything That

I Love Different Folks.

I Long Ago Discovered That You Can't Tell About Pollyanna. The Minute You Try To, She Sounds Priggish And Preachy, And--impossible. Yet You And I Know She Is Anything But That.

It Isn't Given To Us To See Ends. We Can Only Attend To The Beginnings And Make Them Right.

You Lose Such A Lot Of Time Just Sleeping ... When You Might Just Be Living! ... It Seems Such A Pity We Can't Live Nights Too.

Oh, But Aunt Polly, Aunt Polly, You Haven't Left Me Any Time At All Just To- To Live.