In daylight I belong to the world . . . in the night to sleep and eternity. But in the dusk I'm free from both and belong only to myself . . . and you

Folks that has brought up children know that there's no hard and fast method in the world that'll suit every child. But them as never have think it's all as plain and easy as Rule of Three—just set your three terms down so fashion, and the sum'll work out correct.

When people ask me what on earth I want to keep two cats for I tell them I keep them to do my resting for me.

That's the worst…or the best…of real life, Anne. It won't let you be miserable. It keeps on trying to make you comfortable…and succeeding…even when you're determined to be unhappy and romantic.

I'm afraid to speak or move for fear that all this wonderful beauty will just vanish... like a broken silence.

That is one good thing about this world - there are always sure to be more springs.

one reason why I like writing poetry - you can say so many things in it that are true in poetry but wouldn't be true in prose.