Youth is not a vanished thing but something that dwells forever in the heart.

A bosom friend - an intimate friend, you know - a really kindred spirit to whom I can confide my inmost soul.

People who don't like cats always seem to think there is some peculiar virtue in not liking them.

I believe flowers have souls. I have known roses that I expect to meet in heaven.

A broken heart in real life isn't half as dreadful as it is in books. It's a good deal like a bad tooth, though you won't think THAT a very romantic simile. It takes spells of aching and gives you a sleepless night now and then, but between times it lets you enjoy life and dreams and echoes and peanut candy as if there were nothing the matter with it.

I suppose it was a romantic was to perish... for a mouse

It will come sometime. Some beautiful morning she will just wake up and find it is Tomorrow. Not Today but Tomorrow. And then things will happen ... wonderful things.