I don't so much mind the falling, but I do seem to select the hardest spots to light on.

Sometimes it seems to me that the more we get hurt in this world the decenter it makes us.

Every intoxicating delight of early spring was in the air. The breeze that fanned her cheek was laden with subtle perfume and the crisp, fresh odor of unfolding leaves.

Nature can be trusted to work her own miracle in the heart of any man whose daily task keeps him alone among her sights, sounds and silences.

The Cardinal ... It was as if a pulsing heart of flame passed by when he came winging through the orchard.

The world is full of happy people but no one ever hears of them. You have to fight and make a scandal to get in the papers. No one knows about all the happy people.

In the economy of nature nothing is ever lost. I cannot belive that the soul of man shall prove the one exception