Empty vessels make much noise;so don't  actually factually act foolish.

I wonder if there isn't a catch about having plenty of money? Does it eventually take the pleasure out of things?

They dined on mince, and slices of quince Which they ate with a runcible spoon; And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand, They danced by the light of the moon.

I get cross, then sad, and finally end up turning my heart inside out, and keep trying to find a way to become what I'd like to be and what I could be if....if only there were no other people in the world.

Written By Anne Frank

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