With my first two husbands, I always kinda sensed they thought there was something wrong with me. Maybe I was too flighty or whatever.
One of the characteristics I cherish in my friends is their childlike gullibility, and several excited minutes were spent trying to actually find this book.
The more determinedly I exist, as myself, within the conditions of the time, the more clearly I shall hear the language of the past, the nearer I shall feel the glow of its life.

