All sorts of mornings are interesting, don't you think? You don't know what's going to happen through the day, and there's so much scope for imagination
"Why must people kneel down to pray? If I really wanted to pray I'll tell you what I'd do. I'd go out into a great big field all alone or into the deep, deep, woods, and I'd look up into the sky—up—up—up—into that lovely blue sky that looks as if there was no end to its blueness. And then I'd just FEEL a prayer.
But as, The Caesar's pageant shorn of Brutus' bust Did but of Rome's best son remind her more. so the marked absence of any tribute or recognition from Diana Barry who was sitting with Gertie Pye embittered Anne's little triumph