... For I Know I Shall Be

When Things Mean A Very Great Deal To You, Exciting Anticipation Just Isn't Safe.

I Wanted To Know More About The Young ... Strange That Though They Laughed So Loud, They So Seldom Smiled. Perhaps Laughter Was Involuntary Whereas Smiling Was Part Of An Attitude To Life.

I Suppose The Best Kind Of Spring Morning Is The Best Weather God Has To Offer.

Am I Really Admitting That My Sister Is Determined To Marry A Man She Has Only Seen Once And Doesn't Much Like The Look Of? It Is Half Real And Half Pretense - And I Have An Idea That It Is A Game Most Girls Play When They Meet An Eligible Young Men. They Just...wonder.

He Stood Staring Into The Wood For A Minute, Then Said: "what Is It About The English Countryside — Why Is The Beauty So Much More Than Visual? Why Does It Touch One So?" He Sounded Faintly Sad. Perhaps He Finds Beauty Saddening — I Do Myself Sometimes. Once When I Was Quite Little I Asked Father Why This Was And He Explained That It Was Due To Our Knowledge Of Beauty's Evanescence, Which Reminds Us That We Ourselves Shall Die. Then He Said I Was Probably Too Young To Understand Him; But I Understood Perfectly.