You cannot write on the heart of another what you do not feel yourself.

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

Do you know that being a stranger is the hardest thing that can happen to any one in all this world?

it takes the very wisest person there is to know when to talk, and when to keep still.

we know by the odour that occasionally we are visited by skunks, which are not poetic but very beautiful.

But Aunt Margaret doesn't like boys," objected Elnora. "Well, she likes me, and I used to be a boy.

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