You Must Find Your Own

Look Bravely Up Into The Sky, And Be Content With Knowing That God Wished For A Buttercup Just Here, Where You Are Growing.

My Childhood Is Very Vivid To Me, And I Don't Feel Very Different Now From The Way I Felt Then. It Would Appear I Am The Very Same Person, Only With Wrinkles.

You Never Get Over Bein' A Child Long's You Have A Mother To Go To.

It Is Not Often Given In A Noisy World To Come To The Places Of Great Grief And Silence.

It Does Seem So Pleasant To Talk With An Old Acquaintance Who Knows What You Know. I See So Many New Folks Nowadays Who Seem To Have Neither Past Nor Future. Conversation Has Got To Have Some Root In The Past, Or Else You Have Got To Explain Every Remark You Make, And It Wears A Person Out.