Nothing worth while is every easy come by.

Don't you just love poetry that gives you a crinkly feeling up and down your back?

Snow in April is abominable," said Anne. "Like a slap in the face when you expect a kiss.

I am sure we should not shut our hearts against the healing influences that nature offers us. But I understand your feeling. I think we all experience the same thing. We resent the thought that anything can please us when someone we love is no longer here to share the pleasure with us, and we almost feel as if we were unfaithful to our sorrow when we find our interest in life returning to us.

Night is beautiful when you are happy--comforting when you are in grief--terrible when you are lonely and unhappy.

No use in taking a cat's opinion of a dog.

That's one of the things we learn as we grow older -- how to forgive. It comes easier at forty than it did at twenty.