I'm Sentimental--i Know. I'm Desperate And Silly--i

Another Fact That Doesn't Exactly Brighten Up Our Days Is That Mr. Van Maaren, The Man Who Works In The Warehouse, Is Getting Suspicious About The Annex.

I Never Utter My Real Feelings About Anything. My Lighter, Superficial Side Will Always Be Too Quick For The Deeper Side Of Me, And That's Why It Always Wins.

Laziness May Appear Attractive, But Work Gives Satisfaction.

It's Really A Wonder That I Haven't Dropped All My Ideals, Because They Seem So Absurd And Impossible To Carry Out. Yet I Keep Them, Because In Spite Of Everything I Still Believe That People Are Really Good At Heart.

I Don't Have Much In The Way Of Money Or Worldly Possessions, I'm Not Beautiful, Intelligent Or Clever, But I'm Happy, And I Intend To Stay That Way! I Was Born Happy, I Love People, I Have A Trusting Nature, And I'd Like Everyone Else To Be Happy Too.