For there is no bond more lasting than that formed by the mutual confidences of that magic time when youth is slipping from the sheath of childhood and beginning to wonder what lies for it beyond those misty hills that bound the golden road.

Children can be the most cruel creatures alive. They have the herd instinct of prejudice against any outsider, and they are merciless in its indulgence.

Nobody whom this war has touched will ever be happy again in quite the same way. But it will be a better happiness, I think, little sister - a happiness we've earned.

That is one consolation when you are poor—there are so many more things you can imagine about.

Some people go through life trying to find out what the world holds for them only to find out too late that it's what they bring to the world that really counts.

The world calls them its singers and poets and artists and storytellers; but they are just people who have never forgotten the way to fairyland.

I feel as though someone's handed me the moon... and I don't exactly know what to do with it.