What do you think of that? It’s stopped raining." I’m glad Jay." Her throat, full of aching, grieving beauty, told only of her unexpected joy.

I like people and I like them to like me, but I wear my heart where God put it, on the inside.

It was only a sunny smile, and little it cost in the giving, but like morning light it scattered the night and made the day worth living.

There was no God in his heart, he knew; his ideas were still in riot; there was ever the pain of memory; the regret for his lost youth-yet the waters of disillusion had left a deposit on his soul, responsibility and a love of life, the faint stirring of old ambitions and unrealized dreams...... And he could not tell why the struggle was worth while, why he had determined to use to the utmost himself and his heritage from the personalities he had passed... He stretched out his arms to the crystalline, radiant sky. I know myself," he cried, "but that is all.

So when the blue smoke of brittle leaves was in the air and the wind blew the wet laundry stiff on the line I decided to come back home.

No matter how low you go, there's always an unexplored basement.

one of those men who reach such an acute limited excellence at twenty−one that everything afterward savors of anti−climax.