Is he well educated?" "Yes, I think so, as far as he's gone," I answered. "Of course he will go on being educated every day of his life, same as father. He says it is all rot about 'finishing' your education. You never do. You learn more important things each day.

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

Being dead was one thing, getting ready for a wedding another.

The seasons run with swift feet.

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

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.

To my way of thinking and working, the greatest service a piece of fiction can do any reader is to force him to lay it down with a higher ideal of life than he had when he took it up.