No One Ever Was The Poorer For

I Wonder If Anyone Can Ever Succeed In Making Their Children Content.

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.

I Also Have A Brand-new Prescription For Gunfire Jitters: When The Shooting Gets Loud, Proceed To The Nearest Wooden Staircase. Run Up And Down A Few Times, Making Sure To Stumble At Least Once. What With The Scratches And The Noise Of Running And Falling, You Won't Even Be Able To Hear The Shooting, Much Less Worry About It. Yours Truly Has Put This Magic Formula To Use, With Great Success!

I Believe In The Sun, Even When It Rains.

He Clings To His Solitude, To His Affected Indifference And His Grown-up Ways, But It's Just An Act, So As Never, Never To Show His Real Feelings.