I am light as a feather, I am as happy as an angel, I am as merry as a schoolboy
We all draw a little and compose a little, and none of us have any idea of time or money.
Up the two terrace flights of steps the rain ran wildly, and beat at the great door, like a swift messenger rousing those within;.
You are in every line I have ever read.
Friendship? Yes Please.
He was consious of a thousand odours floating in the air, each one connected with a thousand thoughts, and hopes, and joys, and cares, long, long, forgotten.