Please Deposit Seventy-Five Cents

Why can't I make up my mind and stick with it?

There's someone standing right outside this phone booth looking in... they have so many more people to place calls to than I...  and yet I just stay in here, making call after call after call.

Why am I so selfish?

Get out, boy, there's only room for one at a time!

Just

From a 7-year-old boy (at least I'd estimate him at 7, that's how he behaves) in reference to a rabbit he's seen on display in the window:

I tried to be its friend.  But that didn't work.

I tried to be its admiring fan.  That didn't work either.

I tried to go back in time and never walk past that window!  No luck there either.

What do I do now?