If I had my life to live over again, I'd try to make more mistakes
next time. I would relax, I would limber up, I would be sillier
than I have been this trip. I know of very few things I would
take seriously. I would take more trips. I would be crazier. I
would climb more mountains, swim more rivers, and watch more
I would do more walking and looking. I would eat more ice-cream
and fewer beans. I would have more actual troubles and fewer
You see, I'm one of those people who lives life prophylactically
and sensibly hour after hour, day after day. Oh, I've had my
moments; and if I had to do it over again, I'd have more of them.
In fact, I'd try to have nothing else, just moments, one after
another, instead of living so many years ahead each day.
I've been one of those people who never go anywhere
without a thermometer, a hot-water bottle, a gargle, a
raincoat, aspirin and a parachute.
If I had it to do over again, I would go places, do things, and
travel lighter than I have.
If I had my life to live over, I would start barefooted earlier
in the spring and stay that way later in the fall.
I would play hooky more.
I wouldn't make much good grades, except by accident.
I would ride on more merry-go-rounds.
I'd pick more daisies.