Love was a fever that came along a few years after chicken-pox and measles and scarlet fever.

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-.

Sorrow in the tongue will talk itself cured, if you give it a chance; but sorrow in the eyes has a wicked, wicked way now and then of leaking into the brain.

Supplementing the far, remote Glory-of-God expression in his face, the glory-of-doughnuts shone suddenly very warmly.

If Beauty is excuse enough for Being, it sure takes Plainness then to feel the real necessity for—Doing.

lips all crude scarlet, and eyes as absurdly big and round as a child's good-by kiss.

Now everybody who knows anything at all knows perfectly well that even a business letter does not deserve the paper on which it is written unless it contains at least one significant phrase that is worth waking up in the night to remember and think about.