I thought I wanted a boat. A pretty boat with clean white sails that would take me to the island where I could be happy. I tried the idea in my mind but I decided to wait. I thought it better not to have the boat now because there were many other wonderful things I wanted too.
I never had the boat. But I had the chance. And the chance to have the motorcycle. And the little farm. My whole life I've always had the chance.
You can't take it with you. It is not that kind of cake. You have to eat it here.
Be happy with the cake you are given.
What ever kind of tears you might have, they go very well with friends and sweet icing.
People feel good.