Why is it that a woman can see from a distance what a man cannot see close?
There's a friendly tie of some sort between music and eating.
We colour and mould according to the wants within us whatever our eyes bring in.
I wish I had never been born--there or anywhere else.
The perfect woman, you see [is] a working-woman; not an idler; not a fine lady; but one who [uses] her hands and her head and her heart for the good of others.
I shall do one thing in this life-one thing certain-this is, love you, and long of you, and keep wanting you till I die.