Oh, magic hour, when a child first knows she can read printed words.

People always think that happiness is a faraway thing … something complicated and hard to get. Yet, what little things can make it up.

Everything, decided Francie after that first lecture, was vibrant with life and there was no death in chemistry. She was puzzled as to why learned people didn't adopt chemistry as a religion.

It's come at last", she thought, "the time when you can no longer stand between your children and heartache.

And you must tell the child the legends I told you - as my mother told them to me and her mother to her. You must tell the fairy tales of the old country. You must tell of those not of the earth who live forever in the hearts of the people.

I can never give a 'yes' or a 'no.' I don't believe everything in life can be settled by a monosyllable.

People looking up at her--at her smooth pretty vivacious face--had no way of knowing about the painfully articulated resolves formulating in her mind.