Thy loving smile will surely hail The love-gift of a fairy tale.

Take care of the sense and the sounds will take care of themselves.

Still, as Christmas-tide comes round, They remember it again - Echo still the joyful sound "Peace on earth, good-will to men!"

I should like the whole race of nurses to be abolished: children should be with their mother as much as possible, in my opinion.

It would be so nice if something made sense for a change.

I wonder if I've been changed in the night. Let me think. Was I the same when I got up this morning? I almost think I can remember feeling a little different. But if I'm not the same, the next question is 'Who in the world am I?' Ah, that's the great puzzle!

In some ways, you know, people that don't exist, are much nicer than people that do.