I know you're a fool, Jim Hardy, but for heaven's sake pretend you're not for five minutes.

A house isn't a home without the ineffable contentment of a cat with its tail folded about its feet. A cat gives mystery, charm, suggestion.

…always felt the pain of her friends so keenly that she could not speak easy, fluent words of comforting. Besides, she remembered how well-meant speeches had hurt her in her own sorrow and was afraid.

I shall give life here my best, and I believe it will give its best to me in return.

She looks just as music sounds, I think,' answered Anne.

Never be silent with persons you love and distrust," Mr. Carpenter had said once. "Silence betrays.

Some nights are like honey - and some like wine - and some like wormwood.