There's Something Happening Everyday, But I'm Too

Despite Everything, I Believe That People Are Really Good At Heart.

The Reason For My Starting A Diary Is That I Have No Real Friend.

Riches, Power And Fame Last Only For A Few Years! Why Do People Cling So Desperately To These Transitory Things? Why Can't People Who Have More Than They Need For Themselves Give That Surplus To Their Fellow Citizens? Why Should Some People Have Such A Hard Time During Their Few Years On This Earth?

I Don't Have Much In The Way Of Money Or Worldly Possessions, I'm Not Beautiful, Intelligent Or Clever, But I'm Happy, And I Intend To Stay That Way! I Was Born Happy, I Love People, I Have A Trusting Nature, And I'd Like Everyone Else To Be Happy Too.

I Soothe My Conscience Now With The Thought That It Is Better For Hard Words To Be On Paper Than That Mummy Should Carry Them In Her Heart.