The cure for a broken heart is simple, my lady. A hot bath and a good night’s sleep.
- Happiest time of youth and life, when love is first spoken and returned; when the dearest eyes are daily shining welcome, and the fondest lips never tire of whispering their sweet secrets; when the parting look that accompanies “Good night!” gives delightful warning of tomorrow.
- This is what makes me happy: …Any music-free restaurant … A grandson who offers to clean the snow off my driveway and also fix my computer … An evening in bed with a good book. … A good night’s sleep … As you can see, it doesn’t take much to make me happy.