You might drop your heart into me and you'd never hear it touch bottom.

If only one could tell true love from false love as one can tell mushrooms from toadstools.

Make it a rule of life never to regret and never to look back.

Ah, what happiness it is to be with people who all are happy, to press hands, press cheeks, smile into eyes.

I always felt that the great high privilege, relief and comfort of friendship was that one had to explain nothing.

To be alive and to be a ‘writer’ is enough.

In the woods where snow is thick, bars of sunlight lay like pale fire.