It's Rather Hard To Decide

The World Looks Like Something God Had Just Imaged For His Own Pleasure, Doesn't It?

I'm Afraid Of Those Cows,' Protested Poor Dora, Seeing A Prospect Of Escape. 'the Very Idea Of Your Being Scared Of Those Cows,' Scoffed Davy. 'why, They're Both Younger Than You.

It's All Very Well To Read About Sorrows And Imagine Yourself Living Through Them Heroically, But It's Not So Nice When You Really Come To Have Them, Is It?

Mrs. Spencer Said It Was Wicked Of Me To Talk Like That, But I Didn’t Mean To Be Wicked. It’s So Easy To Be Wicked Without Knowing It, Isn’t It?

Dear Old World', She Murmured, 'you Are Very Lovely, And I Am Glad To Be Alive In You.