Do you think amethysts can be the souls of good violets?

Anyone who has gumption knows what it is, and anyone who hasn’t can never know what it is. So there is no need of defining it.

trees, unlike so many humans, always improve on acquaintance. No matter how much you like them at the start you are sure to like them much better further on, and best of all when you have known them for years and enjoyed intercourse with them in all seasons.

But was anything in life, Anne asked herself wearily, like one's imagination of it?

When twilight drops her curtain down And pins it with a star Remember that you have a friend Though she may wander far.

I have a little brown cocoon of an idea that may possibly expand into a magnificent moth of fulfilment.

Tomorrow is always fresh, with no mistakes in it.