jenny bob's ideas of things that are cool

I don't mind telling you, since I know what your response will be, that I think those the happiest who, like children, live for the moment, trail their dolls around, dress them and undress them, tiptoe with great respect around the drawer in which Mama hides the sweet things they desire—then snatch, gobble, and cry for more.—The are happy creatures. And just as well off are those who give splendid names to their miserable occupations or, worse, to their passions, and proclaim them to be the works of giants, for the prosperity and salvation of mankind.—Yes, you are well off if you can live like that! But whoever in his humility knows what it all amounts to, who sees how every comfortable householder prinks up his little garden into a paradise and how doggedly even the unhappy man hauls himself and his burden further along the way, and that their one interest is the same: to view the light of the sun a minute more—seeing that, you are quiet and out of your own self you too may fashion a world of your own and even be happy in being human. And then, confined as you are, you harbour the sweet feeling of freedom in your heart and are conscious that you can always leave this prison when you like.