Words Aren't Made — They Grow,' Said

Red Hair Is My Life Long Sorrow.

She Had Never Before Minded Being Alone. Now She Dreaded It. When She Was Alone Now She Felt So Dreadfully Alone.

It's As Easy To Give Away A Million As A Hundred If You Have Not Got Either.

What Had Seemed Easy In Imagination Was Rather Hard In Reality.

If I Can't Get What I Want - Well, I'll Want What I Can Get.