And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything.
“I smell of sweat. I don't like people smelling of all these weird things. I think deodorant is disgusting.”
“I am the baby in the family, and I always will be. I am actually very happy to have that position. But I still get teased. I don't mind that.”