Long ago, there was something in me, but now that thing is gone. Now that thing is gone, that thing is gone. I cannot cry. I cannot care. That thing will come back no more.

To be kind is more important than to be right. Many times, what people need is not a brilliant mind that speaks but a special heart that listens.

Do you ever wait for the longest day of the year and then miss it? I always wait for the longest day of the year and then miss it!

We haven’t met for many years, said Daisy, her voice as matter-of-fact as it could ever be. "Five years next November." The automatic quality set us all back at least another minute.

The truth was that for some months he had been going through that partitioning of the things of youth wherein it is decided whether or not to die for what one no longer believes.

No amount of fire or freshness can challenge what a man will store up in his ghostly heart.

He had possessed the arrogance of a tall member of a short race, with no obligation save to be tall.