It's Always Too Late For

You Can't Run Away From Home Without Destroying Somebody's World.

I Don't Want Whatever I Want. Nobody Does. Not Really. What Kind Of Fun Would It Be If I Just Got Everything I Ever Wanted Just Like That, And It Didn't Mean Anything? What Then?

Let Her Tell Stories And Dance In The Rain, Somersault, Tumble And Run, Her Joys Must Be High As Her Sorrows Are Deep, Let Her Grow Like A Weed In The Sun.

I'm Bored," She Said. "learn How To Tap-dance," He Suggested, Without Turning Around.

"some Things May Change," Said Wednesday, Abruptly. "people, However... People Stay The Same."