I Could Have Been A

I'm Afraid I Couldn't Like Him Without A Spice Of Human Naughtiness.

…i Can't Help Seeing That You Are Very Lonely, And Sometimes There Is A Hungry Look In Your Eyes That Goes To My Heart.

... Swept Into The Giddy Vortex Which Keeps So Many Young People Revolving Aimlessly, Till They Go Down Or Are Cast Upon The Shore, Wrecks Of What They Might Have Been

Youth, Health And Freedom Were Meant To Be Enjoyed And I Want To Try Every Pleasure Before I Am Too Old To Enjoy Them.

I Want To Do Something Splendid… Something Heroic Or Wonderful That Won’t Be Forgotten After I’m Dead… I Think I Shall Write Books.