I Can't Think About That Right Now.

I Have A Passionate Desire For Personal Privacy. I Want To Stand Before The World, For Good Or Bad, On The Book I Wrote, Not On What I Say In Letters To Friends, Not On My Husband And My Home Life, The Way I Dress, My Likes And Dislikes, Et Cetera. My Book Belongs To Anyone Who Has The Price, But Nothing Of Me Belongs To The Public.

I Can't Think About That Right Now. If I Do, I'll Go Crazy. I'll Think About That Tomorrow.

[t]he Merciful Adjustment Which Nature Makes When What Cannot Be Cured Must Be Endured.

Well, My Dear, Take Heart. Some Day, I Will Kiss You And You Will Like It. But Not Now, So I Beg You Not To Be Too Impatient.

And If We Folks Have A Motto, It's This: 'don't Holler - Smile And Bide Your Time.' We've Survived A Passel Of Things That Way, Smiling And Biding Our Time, And We've Gotten To Be Experts At Surviving.