I suppose the best kind of spring morning is the best weather God has to offer.

I have really sinned. I am going to pause now, and sit here on the mound repenting in deepest shame.

Perhaps watching someone you love suffer can teach you even more than suffering yourself can.

I wonder if there isn't a catch about having plenty of money? Does it eventually take the pleasure out of things?

How I wish I lived in a Jane Austen novel!

He stood staring into the wood for a minute, then said: "What is it about the English countryside — why is the beauty so much more than visual? Why does it touch one so?" He sounded faintly sad. Perhaps he finds beauty saddening — I do myself sometimes. Once when I was quite little I asked father why this was and he explained that it was due to our knowledge of beauty's evanescence, which reminds us that we ourselves shall die. Then he said I was probably too young to understand him; but I understood perfectly.

I like seeing people when they can't see me.