Where's the use of looking nice, when no one sees me but those cross midgets, and no one cares whether I'm pretty or not?

I only mean to say that I have a feeling that it never was intended I should live long. I'm not like the rest of you.

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

Don't cry so bitterly, but remember this day, and resolve with all your soul that you will never know another like it.

Nothing remained but loneliness and grief.

Dear me! how happy and good we'd be, if we had no worries!

…tomorrow was her birthday, and she was thinking how fast the years went by, how old she was getting, and how little she seemed to have accomplished. Almost twenty-five and nothing to show for it.