I love them, they are so nice and selfish. Dogs are TOO good and unselfish. They make me feel uncomfortable. But cats are gloriously human.

Gossip lies nine times and tells a half truth the tenth.

a few italics really do relieve your feelings.

The body grows slowly and steadily but the soul grows by leaps and bounds. It may come to its full stature in an hour.

Anne laughed and sighed. She felt very old and mature and wise — which showed how young she was.

But I believe I rather like superstitious people. They lend color to life. Wouldn't it be a rather drab world if everybody was wise and sensible . . . and good? What would we find to talk about?

Which would you rather be if you had the choice--divinely beautiful or dazzlingly clever or angelically good?