Oh any sentimental person can cry at night, but when you begin to cry in the morning - to lie awake and cry in the morning-.
Eleanor Hallowell AbbottSupplementing the far, remote Glory-of-God expression in his face, the glory-of-doughnuts shone suddenly very warmly.
Eleanor Hallowell AbbottOne was a Cartoon Artist with a heart like chiffon and a wit as accidentally malicious as the jab of a pin in a flirt's belt.
Eleanor Hallowell AbbottLove was a fever that came along a few years after chicken-pox and measles and scarlet fever.
Eleanor Hallowell AbbottAnd while you and the rest of your kind are battling together-year after year-for this special privilege of being 'bored to death,' the 'real girl' that you're asking about, the marvelous girl, the girl with the big, beautiful, unspoken thoughts in her head, the girl with the big, brave, undone deeds in her heart, the girl that stories are made of, the girl whom you call 'improbable'-is moping off alone in some dark, cold corner-or sitting forlornly partnerless against the bleak wall of the ballroom-or hiding shyly up in the dressing-room-waiting to be discovered!
Eleanor Hallowell Abbott