Americans, while occasionally willing to be serfs, have always been obstinate about being peasantry.

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.

Men she knew'? - she had conceded vaguely to herself that all men who had ever been in love with her were her friends.

At fifteen you had the radiance of early morning, at twenty you will begin to have the melancholy brilliance of the moon.

But I suppose you must touch life in order to spring from 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.

Baseball is a game played by idiots for morons.