Young people think they never can change, but they do in the most wonderful manner, and very few die of broken hearts.

Love is apt to make lunatics of even men and saints.

If we are all alive ten years hence, let's meet, and see how many of us have got our wishes, or how much nearer we are then than now.

And when they went away, leaving comfort behind, I think there were not in all the city four merrier people than the hungry little girls who gave away their breakfasts and contented themselves with bread and milk on Christmas morning.

To marry without love betrays as surely as to love without marriage.

Wouldn't it be fun if all the castles in the air which we make could come true and we could live in them?

Good, old-fashioned ways keep hearts sweet, heads sane, hands busy.