If One Can't Be Happy,

Children Should Be Like Waffles--you Should Be Able To Throw The First One Away.

To Fall In Love You Have To Be In The State Of Mind For It To Take, Like A Disease.

In France That Is The One Rule, Never Make Trouble.

One Thing About Tourists Is That It Is Very Easy To Get Away From Them. Like Ants They Follow A Trail And A Few Yards Each Side Of That Trail There Are None.

Paris In The Early Morning Has A Cheerful, Bustling Aspect, A Promise Of Delicious Things To Come, A Positive Smell Of Coffee And Croissants, Quite Peculiar To Itself. The People Welcome A New Day As If They Were Certain Of Liking It, The Shopkeepers Pull Up Their Blinds Serene In The Expectation Of Good Trade, The Workers Go Happily To Their Work, The People Who Have Sat Up All Night In Night-clubs Go Happily To Their Rest, The Orchestra Of Motor-car Horns, Of Clanking Trams, Of Whistling Policemen Tunes Up For The Daily Symphony, And Everywhere Is Joy.