We came to the comforting conclusion that the Creator probably knew how to run His universe quite as well as we do, and that, after all, there are no such things as 'wasted' lives, saving and except when am individual wilfully squanders and wastes his own life.

…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.

But if you call me Anne, please call me Anne with an 'e'.

Truth exists, only lies have to be invented.

Death grows friendlier as we grow older.

I've come home in love with loneliness

The ghosts of things that never happened are worse than the ghosts of things that did.