A Quiet Conscience Makes One

I Must Work, So As Not To Be A Fool, To Get On, To Become A Journalist, Because That's What I Want!... I Can't Imagine That I Would Have To Lead The Same Sort Of Life As Mummyand All The Women Who Do Their Work And Are Then Forgotten. I Must Have Something Besides A Husband And Children, Something That I Can Devote Myself To!

I Want To Write, But More Than That, I Want To Bring Out All Kinds Of Things That Lie Buried Deep In My Heart.

I Had An Occasional Flash Of Understanding, But Then Got Selfishly Wrapped Up Again In My Own Problems And Pleasures.

There's Plenty Of Room For Everyone In The World. Enough Money, Riches, And Beauty For All To Share. God Has Made Enought For Everyone, So Let Us All Begin Then By Sharing It Fairly.

What's Done Can't Be Undone, But At Least You Can Keep It From Happening Again.