Well, I am happy, and I won't fret, but it does seem as if the more one gets the more one wants.

I for one don't want to be ranked among idiots, felons, and minors any longer, for I am none of them.

I will make a battering-ram of my head and make my way through this rough and tumble world.

They were enjoying the happy hour that seldom comes but once in any life, the magical moment which bestows youth on the old, beauty on the plain, wealth on the poor, and gives human hearts a foretaste of heaven.

…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.

it was easier to do a friendly thing than it was to stay and be thanked for it.

I don't pretend to be wise, but I am observing, and I see a great deal more than you'd imagine. I'm interested in other people's experiences and inconsistencies, and, though I can't explain, I remember and use them for my own benefit.