I have nothing to give but my heart so full and these empty hands." "They're not empty now.

I went [to war] because I couldn't help it. I didn't want the glory or the pay; I wanted the right thing done.

…what splendid dreams young people build upon a word, and how bitter is the pain when the bright bubbles burst.

... because I have fallen in love with so many pretty girls and never once the least bit with any man.

I am not afraid of storms for I am learning how to sail my ship.

When we make little sacrifices we like to have them appreciated, at least.

I don't like favors; they oppress and make me fell like a slave. I'd rather do everything for myself, and be perfectly independent.