Every house needs a grandmother in it.

The young people were playing that still more absorbing game in which hearts are always trumps.

Love is a flower that grows in any soil, works its sweet miracles undaunted by autumn frost or winter snow, blooming fair and fragrant all the year, and blessing those who give and those who receive.

…she rejoiced as only mothers can in the good fortunes of their children.

Six weeks is a long time to wait, and a still longer time for a girl to keep a secret.

I had a pleasant time with my mind, for it was happy.

Preserve your memories, keep them well, what you forget you can never retell.