
If you want to get rid of stuff, you can always do a good spring-cleaning. Or you can do what I do. Move.
Ellen DeGeneres
Dressing for the Evening
“Is it necessary to change my frock?”
“Yes, you had better: I always dress for the evening when Mr Rochester is here.”
This additional ceremony seemed somewhat stately; however, I repaired to my room, and, with Mrs Fairfax’s aid, replaced my black stuff dress by one of black silk; the best and the only additional one I had, except one of light grey, which, in my Lowood notions of the toilette, I thought too fine to be worn, except on first-rate occasions.

“You want a brooch,” said Mrs Fairfax. I had a single little pearl ornament which Miss Temple gave me as a parting keepsake: I put it on, and then we went downstairs.
Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre
You Gotta Be Hardy
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Oh, lots of things happen to folks. Sickness or being poor and hungry, being old and a-feared to die. That’s the way it is, cradle to grave, and you can stand it. There’s just one way: you gotta be hardy. You gotta be. You can’t deserve the sweet and tender in life unless’n you’re tough.
Aunt Eller from Oklahoma!
