If you can't be cheerful, be as cheerful as you can.

There is so much in the world for us all if we only have the eyes to see it, and the heart to love it, and the hand to gather it to ourselves--so much in men and women, so much in art and literature, so much everywhere in which to delight, and for which to be thankful.

Wouldn't it be nice if roses could talk? I'm sure they could tell us such lovely things.

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.

As a rule, I am very careful to be shallow and conventional where depth and originality are wasted.

I wouldn't want to marry anybody who was wicked, but I think I'd like it if he could be wicked and wouldn't.

I couldn't live where there were no trees--something vital in me would starve.