From "How Green Was My Valley"

"It do seem to me that the life of man is merely a pattern scrawled on Time, with little thought, little care, and no sense of design. Why is it, I wonder, that people suffer, when there is so little need, when an effort of will and some hard work would bring them from their misery into peace and contentment."

"How Green Was My Valley" by Richard Llewellyn, 1939