Her body calculated to a millimeter to suggest a bud yet guarantee a flower.

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.

You really ought to read more books - you know, those things that look like blocks but come apart on one side.

We must leave this terrifying place to-morrow and go searching for sunshine.

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

To create souls in men, to create fine happiness and fine despair she must remain deeply proud - proud to be inviolate, proud also to be melting, to be passionate and possessed.

When the lightning strikes one of us, it strikes both