Fear is a confession of weakness. What you fear is stronger than you, or you think it is, else you wouldn't be afraid of it.

Tears don't hurt like the ache does.

…the Lake of Shining Waters was blue — blue — blue; not the changeful blue of spring, nor the pale azure of summer, but a clear, steadfast, serene blue, as if the water were past all modes and tenses of emotion and had settled down to a tranquillity unbroken by fickle dreams.

It's such an interesting world. It wouldn't be half so interesting if we knew all about everything, would it?

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.

A child that has a quick temper, just blaze up and cool down, ain't never likely to be sly or deceitful.

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