It is not necessarily poverty of spirit that makes a woman surround herself with life - it can be a superabundance of interest.

He had seen me several times, and had intended to call on me long before, but a peculiar combination of circumstances had prevented it.

If I knew words enough, I could write the longest love letter in the world and never get tired

The afternoon had made them tranquil for a while, as if to give them a deep memory for the long parting the next day promised.

He had waited five years and bought a mansion where he dispensed starlight to casual moths - so that he could 'come over' some afternoon to a stranger's garden.

America is a willingness of the heart.

Actually that’s my secret — I can’t even talk about you to anybody because I don’t want any more people to know how wonderful you are.