I've a grand memory for forgetting.
Be what you are, and become what you are capable of becoming.
The difficulty is not to write, but to write what you mean.
When I am grown to man's estate I shall be very proud and great. And tell the other girls and boys Not to meddle with my toys.
No man is useless while he has a friend.
I will make you brooches and toys for your delight Of bird-song at morning and star-shine at night. I will make a palace fit for you and me Of green days in forests and blue days at sea.