The world is always a new plaything to children, while to the old it seems falling to pieces from sheer dryness. Everything loses its value with time, but it is not the fault of the fruit, but of the mouth and the tongue.

Bear figs for a season or two, and the world outside the orchard is very unwilling you should bear thistles.

If I haven't anything to write, I am just as anxious to 'take my pen in hand' as though I had a message to deliver, a cause to plead, or a problem to unfold. Nothing but writing rests me; only then do I seem completely myself!

There is nothing so debilitating to a naturally weak sense of humor as selling tickets behind a grating.

To make my diary a little different I am going to call it a Thought Book ... I have thoughts that I never can use unlesss I write them down, for Aunt Miranda always says, Keep your thoughts to yourself.

It is very funny, but you do not always have to see people to love them. Just think about it, and see if it isn't so.

To let blessed babies go dangling and dawdling without names, for months and months, was enough to ruin them for life.