I'm always sorry when pleasant things end. Something still pleasanter may come after, but you can never be sure.

there's no use trying to live in other people's opinions. The only thing to do is live in your own.

Why did dusk and fir-scent and the afterglow of autumnal sunsets make people say absurd things?

I'm afraid to speak or move for fear that all this wonderful beauty will just vanish... like a broken silence.

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

Houses are like people - some you like and some you don't like - and once in a while there is one you love.

Truth exists, only lies have to be invented.