People who say money doesn’t matter are like people who say cake doesn’t matter—it’s probably because they’ve already had a few slices.

There is only laughing across the land as the car moves you along, on your way someplace with love in the car.

For Beatrice, summer without you is as cold as winter. Winter without you, is even colder.

You'd think that sweet would be a land far, far away from irritating, but as it turns out they're right next door, and always having border disputes.

I love no one but you, I have discovered, but you are far away and I am here alone.

It is one of life's bitterest truths that bedtime so often arrives just when things are really getting interesting.

So she loved him. She just did immediately and again often and clearly naturally and soundly and obviously and many others.