Don't you know that it is only very foolish folk who talk sense all the time?

I wonder what it would be like to live in a world where it was always June.

It's been my experience that you can nearly always enjoy things if you make up your mind firmly that you will.

It does not do to laugh at the pangs of youth. They are very terrible because youth has not yet learned that 'this, too, will pass away.

Even when I'm alone I have real good company — dreams and imaginations and pretendings. I like to be alone now and then, just to think over things and taste them. But I love friendships — and nice, jolly little times with people.

But [sorrows] won't get the better of you if you face 'em together with love and trust. You can weather any storm with them two for compass and pilot.

Why did dusk and fir-scent and the afterglow of autumnal sunsets make people say absurd things?