She had a way of embroidering life with stars.

Death grows friendlier as we grow older.

There are so many unpleasant things in the world already that there is no use in imagining any more.

She seemed to walk in an atmosphere of things about to happen.

Life owes me something more than it has paid me and I'm going out to collect it.

Good night, belovedest. Your sleep will be sweet if there is any influences in the wishes of your own.

It's so hard to get up again—although of course the harder it is the more satisfaction you have when you do get up, haven't you?