If Someone Angers You, They Control You.

He Looked At The Book, Took My Name, And Consulted His Records. Then He Informed Me I Had Been Lost At Sea And Was Dead. Under The Circumstances, He Could Not Possibly Give Me Any Money... Even The Fact That He Was Dealing With Someone Who Had Been Dead For Several Days Failed To Awaken Interest In His Official Heart.

The Record Of One's Life Must Needs Prove More Interesting To Him Who Writes It Than To Him Who Reads What Has Been Written.

Fortunately, Perhaps, I Was Completely Ignorant Of The Orthodox Theory Of The Disease Polio-myelitis.

O Sleep, O Gentle Sleep, I Thought Gratefully, Nature's Gentle Nurse.

As A Girl My Temper Often Got Out Of Bounds. But One Day When I Became Angry At A Friend Over Some Trivial Matter, My Mother Said To Me, Elizabeth, Anyone Who Angers You Conquers You.