When You Have Only A Single Dream

We Human Beings Are Strange Creatures And Still Reserve The Right To Think For Ourselves.

Happiness Is Not In Money, But In Shopping.

Maybe I’ll Never Be Able To Do What I Hope To, But At Least I Have Hope.

At Twelve I Looked Like A Girl Of Seventeen. My Body Was Developed And Shapely. I Still Wore The Blue Dress And The Blouse The Orphanage Provided. They Made Me Look Like An Overgrown Lummox.

I Used To Get The Feeling, And Sometimes I Still Get It, That Sometimes I Was Fooling Somebody; I Don't Know Who Or What, Maybe Myself.