"What will become of me and the boys?" from Enemy of the people by Ibsen. I'd always thought this kind of line was a characature of victorian melodrama, till I had to go and see this play for school work!

"Tomorrow is another day!" Da dah da dah.......... ( this girdle's kiling me...)

"Oh, there's no place like home, there's no place like home!"

All the words to "Have yourself a merry little christmas" especially Judy Garland's version in Meet me in St. Louis. That's total kleenex mode.

TTFN M'Lady P.