There Is Naught A Man Or Woman

The Air Was Full Of Spices... A Little Princess

You Either Build Up Or You Tear Down. You Either Keep In The Light Where You Can See, Or You Stand In The Dark And Fight Everything That Comes Near You, Because You Can't See And You Think It's An Enemy.

Her Affection For Everything She Could Love Increased.

Whatever Comes," She Said, "cannot Alter One Thing. If I Am A Princess In Rags And Tatters, I Can Be A Princess Inside. It Would Be Easy To Be A Princess If I Were Dressed In Cloth Of Gold, But It Is A Great Deal More Of A Triumph To Be One All The Time When No One Knows It.

Perhaps I Have Not Really A Good Temper At All, But If You Have Everything You Want And Everyone Is Kind To You, How Can You Help But Be Good-tempered? Perhaps I'm A Hideous Child, And No One Will Ever Know, Just Because I Never Have Any Trials.