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.

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

When people ask me what on earth I want to keep two cats for I tell them I keep them to do my resting for me.

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

brains last, beauty doesn't.

Isn't it splendid to think of all the things there are to find out about? It just makes me feel glad to be alive-it's such an interesting world.

it doesn't take long to stay an hour.