It was a good thing that she got herself into this other school. It showed her that there were other worlds beside the world she had been born into and that these other worlds were not unattainable.

Let me be something every minute of every hour of my life...And when I sleep, let me dream all the time so that not one little piece of living is ever lost.

We'll leave now, so that this moment will remain a perfect memory...let it be our song and think of me every time you hear it.

New York! I've always wanted to see it and now I've see it. It's true what they say-- it's the most wonderful city in the world.

'Dear God,' she prayed, 'let me be something every minute of every hour of my life.'

No. I don't want to need anybody. I want someone to need me ... I want someone to need me.

From that moment on, the world was hers for the reading. She would never be lonely again.