I have just one day, today, and I'm going to be happy in it.
Send two dozen roses to Room 424 and put "Emily, I love you" on the back of the bill.
A child of five would understand this. Send someone to fetch a child of five.
Whatever it is, I'm against it.
It isn't so much that hard times are coming; the change observed is mostly soft times going.
What have future generations ever done for us?