Paris Is Always A Good

All I Want Is A Room Somewhere, Far Away From The Cold Night Air. With One Enormous Chair; Oh Wouldn't It Be Loverly? Lots Of Choc'late For Me To Eat; Lots Of Coal Makin' Lots Of Heat. Warm Face, Warm 'ands, Warm Feet, Oh Wouldn't It Be Loverly? Oh, So Loverly Sittin' Abso-bloomin'-lutely Still! I Would Never Budge 'til Spring Crept Over My Window Sill. Someone's Head Restin' On My Knee; Warm And Tender As He Can Be, Who Takes Good Care Of Me; Oh Wouldn't It Be Loverly? Loverly, Loverly, Loverly, Loverly.

On The One Hand Maybe I’ve Remained Infantile, While On The Other I Matured Quickly, Because At A Young Age I Was Very Aware Of Suffering And Fear.

To Plant A Garden Is To Believe In Tomorrow.

As The Years Go On, You See Changes In Yourself, But You've Got To Face That - Everyone Goes Through It... Either You Have To Face Up To It And Tell Yourself You're Not Going To Be Eighteen All Your Life, Or Be Prepared For A Terrible Shock When You See The Wrinkles And White Hair. Getting Older Doesn't Frighten Me, But I Wish I Didn't Have To Because I Like Life A Lot.

Work As Hard As You Can, Whatever You Do, And Try To Spread Generosity Of Spirit.