Of two evils, I always choose the lesser.

I do not know why it is the fate of the world always to want something different from what life gives them.

Nature always levies her tribute.

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.

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

Money was their God; work their religion.

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